Fearing the Worst
A wave of panic washed over me. “Could Emily be connected to all this?” I wondered, the thought sending a shiver down my spine. My mind raced through endless possibilities. Emily seemed to be at the center—whether by coincidence or something far greater. “Keep it together,” I told myself. But what if it wasn’t just chance? Each discovery felt like opening a door to even more questions, and I dreaded what might be waiting on the other side.
Fearing The Worst
Gut Feeling of Truth
My gut kept nagging me—an uncomfortable truth was waiting to be uncovered, possibly buried deep within those files, holding the key to Emily’s past. “I won’t stop until I find the truth,” I vowed, gripping the papers tighter. I had to dig deeper, for Emily’s sake. Whatever secrets were hidden, they would come to light. My resolve strengthened—this journey was far from over.
Gut Feeling Of Truth
