Epilogue: Freedom

>>Roshni (4 years later)

“You know.” I licked the ice cream from my ice cream cone as Emilio and I sat on the beach side at night, “I can tell you’ve been meaning to ask something for quite some time now.”

He looked at me guiltily, “How long…?” He looked like a criminal who had got caught.

“Honestly, for months at this point.”

“Shit..” He looked defeated as buried his head in his free hand while the ice cream was melting in his other.

“Finish that before it melts onto your hand,” I said and he raised his head to look at the starry sky.

He sighed, “It’s nice,” He stared at something distant, “Isn’t it?”

The soft sand was comfortable to sit on, the sound of ocean waves was extremely calming and the soft wind that followed just blew one's worries away.

“Mmm,” I replied to affirm.

Emilio quietly ate his ice cream as he kept looking at the clear black sky and I could tell there was something on his mind but I waited for him to say it first and ate my dessert quietly.

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