Tanzila saw it.
Finally.
Not Tanvir—
But what stood behind him.
A shadow.
But not a shadow.
Something vast.
Endless.
Watching through him.
"What… is that?" she whispered.
Tanvir didn't turn.
"You mean me?"
"No," she said, shaking.
"Not you… the thing inside you."
Tanvir was silent.
Then—
"It doesn't matter."
"It does!"
The shadow moved.
Just slightly.
And reality trembled.
Tanzila stepped back.
"You're not alone in your body…"
Tanvir smiled faintly.
"I never was."