The weight of uncertainty presses down on me as I stare at Alex’s number displayed on my phone screen. Each digit feels like a step closer to uncovering a truth I'm not sure I'm ready to face. Part of me fears confirming my suspicions—that he's gone on this trip and is betraying our relationship. But another part of me knows I can't keep avoiding the inevitable.
I've tried reaching out to the company directly, hoping for some clarity, but days have passed without any response. Time is running out, and I really need answers for my project.
A million thoughts swirl in my mind as I hover over the call button. What if he denies everything? What if my worst fears are confirmed? Can I handle the truth, whatever it may be?
Releasing a deep sigh, I mutter, "f**k it!" and dial his number. With e
