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The next person she set out to meet was Noah.
She didn't call or text him to ask for his location. Instead, she opted for asking Tahir before she bid farewell to him knowing it's the last time they'll ever meet.
They might not have been that close, but the pang of pain was still there. These were people she was starting to warm up to, and possibly form a friendship with so cutting ties with them is hard. With every person she says goodbye to, the realization of what's happening dawned on her. It was a constant reminded that she would have to spend another nine years in prison, almost another decade.
Could she survive? If she does, what's the point of living again?
Sighing, she collected what she ordered from a man. He offered her a grin that she couldn't find it in her to reciprocate. She simply nodded and handed him over his money before she headed in the direction she was told.
Noah stared at nothing in particular. He didn't find anything interesting anymore. How could he? He never did all his life. Albeit he hated Maria for the decision she made ten years ago, she was always there for him like a mother. Sure enough, they don't get along, but even if it's your enemy you wouldn't wish death upon them, right?
Maria was the only person he had left, despite her flaws and all, she was always there for him. Her methods of doing such were questionable, but she did everything for him. Unfortunately, he didn't realize that till she was no longer there, beside him. It was at the moment that Noah believed in the saying people do not realize what they have until they lose it. He is a living proof of that.
An ice cream placed infront of him snapped him out of his reverie. He blinked, staring at it for a second before snapping his head to the owner of the hand. He felt a small sense of relief wash over him when his gaze fell on Rahma.
"Take it, my hand hurts from being in the same position" She offered him a small smile, making him do so too.
He nodded, taking it out of her hold.
Sighing, she found a space on the bench and sat. Her other hand held her own ice cream. She wasn't in the mood for it, and she knows neither is Noah but that could be the last time they meet, she wanted them to do something that reminded them of their relationship as kids.
After all, all they have is each other. She knew about his mother, and she was still hesitating on whether to tell him about her or not.
Noah slowly twirled the ice cream, noting it melting slowly. "I'm sorry" He uttered the two words he had been meaning to say to her for ten years.
Rahma blinked, the small smile long gone. Sure enough, being with her brother lifted her mood a bit, but the gloomy part of her was still there. She didn't know why he was apologizing exactly. Was it on behalf of Maria? Whatever the case was, she felt it wasn't right for him to apologize. If anyone should apologize between them, then it was her. "I'm sorry Noah" Her voice came out low. She had always wanted to apologize to him, and to explain herself but she never got the chance to do that. She swallowed, "I know you probably hate me but I didn't kill him" She turned around to look at him.
