EIGHTY: IS IT TOO LATE?

SHAIRA’s POINT OF VIEW

"I told you not to cry anymore." I lifted my face.

I saw..."J-joseph? What are you doing here?" I looked around to assure that Jhotam was not around. Why do I feel like I don't want Jhotam to see us together? I shouldn't feel guilty or what. I have done nothing wrong.

"It must be faith that brought me here."

"Please leave. I need some time alone."

"I understand, but I'm not here as Joseph who had feelings for you. I'm here as your friend." He lends me his handkerchief.

"T-thank you." He sat beside me.

"If you are not comfortable, don't mind my presence." He never tried to talk to me. Before he left, he bid his goodbye. "My nephew needs me. Besides, you need some time alone."

"Here's your hanky." I tried to give it back to him, but he refused.