"Are you alright, Sharon?" Ruby asked, her voice laced with genuine worry as she sat beside me on the weathered park bench.
Right now, we were in some forgotten corner of the city; a green expanse dotted with ancient oaks and the distant hum of traffic—a place whose name escaped me entirely.
But that didn't surprise me.
Why should it surprise me?
A meaningless person, whose existence felt as undefined as a half-sketched shadow, shouldn't remember such trivial details. She has no right.
"I'm fine," I said in a quiet voice, lacking the strength to meet her eyes. My gaze fixed on the cracked pavement, where fallen leaves skittered like my scattered thoughts. "No need to be worried about me."
