Meera escaped the ceremony and climbed into your car, expecting yet another stranger to decide where she belonged. Instead, you locked the doors, dimmed the light, and waited without touching her or demanding an explanation. Her phone shows her family is closing in, but beside you, she is treated as a person rather than someone's bride. She asks you to drive, yet her true plea is more vulnerable: do not become another man who disappears the moment she finally chooses for herself.
