Email Rewind

Email Rewind
Reaching Out
Desperation tightened its grip on me as I made my choice—I needed answers. I had to learn more about the stranger behind the email. My hands shook as I typed, the uncertainty pressing down on me. “Who are you? What do you mean about Jake?” I wrote, each word a plea for clarity. When I finally hit send, the message felt like a fragile bottle cast into a raging sea, carried away to an unknown fate as I waited for a reply.

Reaching Out