Yes, the scars were terrible.
Yes, there was little left of the Dex she had once known, but the eyes, the eyes were the same.
“10 years”.
She whispered.
“10 years I lived thinking you were dead.
And all this time you were here, watching me like like a ghost”.
“It was selfish”.
He admitted.
“I couldn’t let you go completely.
I couldn’t stop worrying.
That’s why I stayed”.
“And today you killed a man to protect me”.
Shanaya shook her head.
“The same man who disfigured you”.
“I recognized him as soon as I saw him in the neighborhood a few weeks ago”.
Dex said.
“I was afraid he might hurt you.
But I didn’t think it would end like this”.
They fell silent.
All that could be heard in the silence was their breathing and the muffled voices of the police behind the wall.
“What now?” Shanaya finally asked.
