Predictable

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The door was slightly opened. The room was not visible from the glass on that door. She reached to the room and she put her hand on the side of the door. She opened the door slowly. She saw a chair, a table and a person on the other side. She walked in hesitated. But, then she sat down. They looked at each other for a while and then he broke the silence with a simple "hi". She said, it was very difficult for me to come here. But, it is easier than speaking out the words that are in my head. She said, it has been a very long time, since I have lost my family, my loved ones and even those who were just close in distance. Then, she added, not sure what I'm about to say would seem predictable to you. But, at times I feel going to the ends of the earth to get them back. Maybe trade my health, my time and what little things I have remaining. She asked, where is that absence that they all have…