Her words, though simple, conveyed a deep sense of relief and thanks. Jacob nodded in acknowledgment, watching as she gathered her small backpack and prepared to leave. The moment felt significant, a small but meaningful interaction in the quiet expanse of the evening.
“No problem,” he replied, watching as she opened the door and stepped out. The bus stop appeared dark, deserted, and forlorn. Jacob turned to Lena and asked, “Are you sure a bus will come at this hour? This station looks abandoned.”