115 The End Of Pain

The baby slept peacefully in Meenakshi's arm as she stood behind Ryan to get her ticket checked for the flight. Her heart was beating rapidly, her instinct telling her to stay back for a few more moments. Maybe Dhruv and Dimitri found a way to walk out of the danger? But the line was moving rapidly and soon it would be their turn. 

She turned to her father who was behind her. "Can we not wait for another hour?" Her voice was hoarse and broken, similar to Anirudh's heart. 

"Meena, if we wait more, then we will miss the flight." 

"Then, we miss it. We can stay here, na? Huh?" Her restless, puffy eyes looked for some help from her father who parted his lips to speak, but could muster up nothing.