A box from well-wisher

After a few days, Aura has discharged. The weakness of her body is not over yet. Her head is shaking. As a result of excessive sleep, her vision seems blurry. Emir has cleared the bill. Seeing Aura's tired face, he said in a low voice,

"I've called Uber, it'll come now. Is it hard to walk?"

"No, I can walk."

Aura simpers and says this. Emir sat next to her. He took her soft hand in his hand. He says in a serious voice,

"Forgive me, Aura."

"Why is there talk of forgiveness?"

"Knowing all this, I sent you to that death cave, that's why."

"You didn't send me, I went myself. And in teamwork, no one should play the blame game on anyone. It was risky, as you knew, but I knew it too. The option for me was to get away from this case knowing everything about Robert. But I couldn't because the case started with me. Rather, I have dragged you into this case. So don't blame yourself. I'll feel bad."

Emir smiled only with a simpering smile in response to Aura's words. There was an impression of gl