Drifting thoughts
Robert fiddled with his camera, checking its settings. “Just in case,” he muttered. Ethan nodded, grateful for his new friend’s presence. Silence filled the car as they drove, the weight of the situation pressing down on both men. Ethan’s thoughts drifted to Julia’s face that morning—the tremble in her smile, the distant look in her eyes. Had she known this would happen? Why hadn’t she said anything? Questions swirled in his mind, each one more painful than the last.
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