‘Thank you,’ I murmured, though my gratitude felt hollow.
He gave a small, understanding nod before stepping away.
I returned to my seat, the familiar weariness settling in like an old companion.
I glanced around the waiting room, the faces of strangers mirroring my own anxiety.
The journey wasn’t over, not yet.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered.