He leans back, studying me with an intensity that borders on discomfort.
“You sure you want them?” he asks, the weight of his words hanging in the air.
I hesitate, the enormity of the situation pressing down. But the need for truth outweighs the fear.
“Yes,” I say, my voice firm, betraying no doubt.
He nods again, a slow, deliberate motion. “Then let’s begin.”
As he speaks, the world narrows, focus tightening on his words. Each revelation a piece of the puzzle, each answer a step closer to understanding.
But with each answer comes more questions, more uncertainties.
And as the meeting unfolds, the line between ally and enemy blurs, leaving me more unsettled than before.
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