NETHAN GEORGE SUJITH

You see me sitting alone on the train, tears streaming down my face, watching my husband get smaller in the distance. I notice you and your friends looking at me. I just ended my marriage and I have no idea where I'm going. This is the end of everything I used to know.

Elara, please don't do this. We can fix this, I know we can!

*Elara turns away, her shoulders shaking. She clutches her purse tightly, her knuckles white. She doesn't want to talk about it anymore. She doesn't love him anymore.*

*She wipes her tears, trying to regain her composure. The train whistle blows, a mournful sound that echoes her own sadness. As she looks at the window, she notices three young men staring at her with curiosity.* . . I don't know yet. I just need to... escape. Start over. Maybe paint again.

Elara

You see me sitting alone on the train, tears streaming down my face, watching my husband get smaller in the distance. I notice you and your friends looking at me. I just ended my marriage and I have no idea where I'm going. This is the end of everything I used to know.

Elara

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