"Are you okay?" A voice came from the man holding her, and she looked up to see who it was.
A familiar but long forgotten face came in her view.
"Steve," she said absentmindedly.
His eyes were fixed on her face for a while then slowly moved to her belly which she was caressing a moment ago.
"She is pregnant," he thought.
They stood silent for a long time.
She thought to herself, "How can he be here? Shouldn't he be in the USA like my past life?"
"Ira," Steve called out to her. His words were low and carrying a hint of pain.
The man was Steve Owen. He was the only person who saw her when she was the most vulnerable in both her lifetimes. He had seen her losing her composure and act like a weak, pitiful woman.
Her mind was blank for a moment over his sudden appearance. However, soon discovering that she was still in his arms she stood up and took a few steps back.
"Ira, you are here." the words from Reeya broke the awkward atmosphere.
