Heart racing
My heart raced with terror and anticipation. What I was seeing felt unreal, like something from a nightmare I couldn’t get out of. I resisted the impulse to approach them right then and there, knowing I needed specific evidence. Instead, I tried to stay out of sight, my mind racing with potential reasons. The escalating predicament made me both afraid and determined.
Heart Racing
Snapping photos
As they left together, I took photos as proof. The camera on my phone clicked softly, recording images of their interactions. Moving silently, I attempted to capture as many perspectives as possible. These images would be vital in my next confrontation. Each photograph felt like another piece of the puzzle, drawing me closer to the truth. I determined not to waste this opportunity.
Snapping Photos
