Reality broke quietly.
Not with sound—
But with contradiction.
Tanvir stood in his room.
And also in the alley.
And also… somewhere else.
"I can see… everything," he whispered.
Tanzila watched him carefully.
"Don't go too far."
"Why not?"
"Because you might not come back."
Tanvir smiled faintly.
"What if I don't want to?"
That scared her.
For the first time—
Tanzila looked afraid.
"You said you loved me," she said.
Tanvir looked at her.
But not just at her.
Through her.
Past her.
"I remember loving you," he said calmly.
Her eyes trembled.
"That's not the same."
"No," he agreed.
"It's not."
The room glitched.
Walls flickered.
Time stuttered.
And Tanvir—
Didn't care.