After Dzarma was dressed, he stepped out of the vehicle, Lucky helped him out since he was not yet fully recovered.
"You should have stayed in the car, I'll drive back you home." Lucky said even though that was the last thing that he wanted, to go back to that town. He did not want to go back there at all but now, that he had met with Dzarma, he had no other choice but to do so.
It was as if, every single time, there had to be a reason that drove him back to that town. It made him wonder what was wrong with him. Was his fate and whole life in general bound to it?
Because, there was no other explanation as to why he'd keep on going back to a place that he no longer wanted to call home.
He wanted to move on with his life and there was only one place to do so, and that was to move away from the place that had caused him pain and sorrow.
