The next day in the afternoon, Ira and Reeya were in the theatre hall watching a movie when Reeya's pager went off.
"Beep-Beep."
The tone was loud enough to turn the entire hall into a frenzy.
'It's time!'
For a moment, Ira felt a weight crushing her. A weight of responsibility. She patted her chest to calm her anxiety.
'You can do it!' She encouraged herself.
'I will pull you out even if you stand at the death door.' She glanced at Reeya with determination.
Since she knew her fate, it became her obligation. If she fails today, blame and condemnation would belong to her. If you couldn't save a person you could, imagine the helplessness and remorse. How would you survive the guilt?
If only Reeya knew, she would understand Ira's state of mind better than anyone. When someone's life and death are in your hands, it's more of a burden.
