Chapter 1, Episode 10 – The Last Breath of Evening | by Tredeblez | Nov, 2025

By the time I finally stood up, the sun had dipped lower, painting the bridge in soft gold and shadow. The air felt heavier, like the world itself was tired. I could still see the faint mark where she had fallen … a stain the evening light tried to hide but couldn’t.

Everything was quieter now. The crowd had thinned, the cars moved slower, and the fruit sellers had gathered what was left of their trays. Life was folding back into its routine, as if it hadn’t just witnessed a life end.

I took one last look at her … the ambulance already gone, the silence she left behind louder than any siren. I wiped my hands on my skirt, though the stains didn’t really fade. Nothing about that day would ever fade.

As I began to walk home, my legs felt foreign, my body heavy. Every step echoed with questions that had no answers. What if I’d pulled her sooner? What if I’d screamed louder? What if I’d taken the other route that day?

But the evening didn’t answer. It just exhaled softly … warm, fading, indifferent.

Somewhere behind me, the bridge continued to hum with life.
Somewhere ahead, home waited with faces that didn’t yet know what had happened.
And in between those two worlds, I walked … a girl carrying a silence too heavy for her small shoulders.

That was the last breath of evening. The day the world kept breathing, but she didn’t.

“That was the last breath of evening. The day the world kept breathing, but she didn’t.”