Otsana
We arrived at his house, and I quickly got out of the car and stepped into the yard. There was an eerie silence as we walked toward the entrance. As soon as we crossed the threshold, the atmosphere felt thick with tension.
He followed close behind, and suddenly, he grabbed my hands. I stopped in my tracks, feeling the sweat on my forehead. I wished I understood what was happening. My hands were trembling like never before, and I struggled to keep my composure.
"Are you okay?" he asked, and I forced a smile. I could tell something heavy was weighing on his mind, but I had no idea what it was.
"Yes, I'm fine. You seem a bit worried. Can you tell me what's going on? You've been watching me for a while now, and it's starting to scare me," I admitted, hoping he would open up.
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