The dimly lit room felt as though it was closing in on Meirah. The weight of the revelation, symbolized by the glaring timestamp on Camila's cell phone, hung in the air, a palpable presence of its own. Time seemed to slow down, and each second felt like an eternity.
The walls, decorated with intricate patterns, seemed to blur as Meirah's vision focused solely on the screen, the date and time echoing loudly in her mind. The sounds around her became muffled, and distant, as if she was submerged underwater. Her heartbeat quickened, each thump resonating deeply, reminding her of her vulnerability.
Although she stood still internally, a whirlwind of emotions threatened to upend her. Doubt, betrayal, anger, and an overwhelming sadness all jostled for dominance, trying to break through the barr
