Love That Wasn't Meant to Last novel Chapter 97

"Hudson, come to Adenville train station. I've come to see you."

The voice sounded familiar, as though I knew her, but she didn't say much before hanging up.

Puzzled by this sudden call, I took the day off and headed to the train station.

After an hour-long ride, I arrived at my destination.

Watching the crowd, people immersed in their phones or queuing to board, each person seemed busy heading off to their own unknown future.

I tried calling back, but there was no answer.

As the automated response kicked in, I found myself chuckling.

It was ridiculous. Just because of a call from a stranger, I dropped everything, spent an hour getting here and wasted both time and money. And for what?

For a moment, as I stared at the information scrolling across the screen, I felt an urge to buy a ticket. Where to didn't matter. What mattered was escaping.

As long as I could leave Adenville, anywhere would do.

The thought of staying or fleeing spun around in my mind. I stood there, envying the travelers with their luggage. Some off to enjoy life, others heading to work to make a living.

But what about me? I didn't know.

They were all venturing into the unknown, but at least they had a destination. I had none.

"Hudson!" I turned around to see Sylvia standing there.

I couldn't remember how long it had been since we last met, but seeing her again, there was a strange sense of unfamiliarity.