Closing our eyes as my hand lifted to hold our right arm that trembled uncontrollably against our need for calmness, I searched within us for the gut to become the support we needed most. Since we can't just give up… — 'I- I will do my best. I've… I've been in this kind of situation before… and I'll do what I can again…'
"….."
'But I know… it's different to that time… S-so I'll ask you to help me too… we… luckily, we are two here…'
".. . . …"
'W-we have each other… r-right?'
We both, even though we were accustomed to getting ourselves together while supporting each other, were still not convinced since this wasn't something we had much control over. But there was a sense of resignment to the fear that started to grow… because both of us understood it wouldn't help… which, of course, didn't mean we weren't scared anymore.
