Love That Wasn't Meant to Last

Chapter 97

"Hudson, come to Adenville train station. I've come to see you."

The voice sounded familiar, as though I knew her, but she didn't say much before

hanging up.

Puzzled by this sudden call, I took the day off and headed to the train station.

After an hour-long ride, I arrived at my destination.

Watching the crowd, people immersed in their phones or queuing to board, each person seemed busy heading off to their own unknown future.

I tried calling back, but there was no answer.

As the automated response kicked in, I found myself chuckling.

It was ridiculous. Just because of a call from a stranger, I dropped everything, spent an hour getting here and wasted both time and money. And for what?

felt an urge to buy a ticket. Where to didn't matter. What mattered was

could leave Adenville, anywhere

thought of staying or fleeing spun around in my mind. I stood there, envying the travelers with their luggage. Some off to enjoy life, others heading to work to make a

me? I didn't

unknown, but at least they

around to see

it had been since we last met, but seeing her again, there

her face couldn't hide the fatigue and sadness, giving her an almost world-weary look. She was thinner than before. Her face looked a little smaller and

like she was about to cry. Covering her face,

over

so long.

to wrap my arms around her

stood there, embracing each other. A few people looked

continuing on to their

don't know how long we held each other. Eventually, our arms grew

her tears, her eyes still

apart that long, but at the same time, it felt like we hadn't seen each other