Asking about the holiday
My voice quivered as I carefully broached the topic, “Tell me more about your trip, and about Alex.” She looked at me with a raised eyebrow, clearly taken aback by my sudden curiosity. “Why the sudden interest?” she asked, her tone light but laced with an underlying tension. I inhaled deeply, the weight of my next words pressing down on me. “I just want to understand everything better,” I said, hoping that the truth would finally reveal itself.
Asking About The Holiday
Her emotional reaction
She recoiled, her eyes filling with tears. “What’s this about?” she asked, her voice trembling. “Do you trust me?” The raw vulnerability in her gaze struck a chord in me, yet my hunger for the truth overshadowed any sympathy I felt. “Of course, I do,” I replied, though the uncertainty in my voice betrayed my words. As the tears began to fall, the emotional weight of my questions became undeniable. The air between us thickened with tension, the room heavy with unspoken fears.
Her Emotional Reaction
