I sat beside her, watching as she slept. The image of the butterfly tattoo on her back occupied my mind. How was it even connected to her? I wanted to get up and check it, but I couldn't leave her side now. I had to call Jai to let him know not to wait any longer; I wouldn't make it there.

It must have been tiring for her. When he entered the room, her eyes were heavy. As I settled next to her, they closed, and she whispered a soft goodnight.

I couldn't help but wonder how she felt: regret or ...