Our laughter draws uneasy glances from the silent guard, his presence a constant reminder of where I am and what’s at stake. Yet beneath the small talk and the scribbles on my hand, something unspoken lingers-a sense that this encounter is more than mere bureaucratic formality. It feels as if fate led me here for reasons neither of us can yet name. As distant voices echo outside the door, I can’t help but wonder what will happen next-and whether this unexpected connection is just the beginning.