Following My Instincts
I couldn’t remain in ignorance any longer. Every instinct urged me to dig deeper, to uncover who or what was behind those letters. I need to know, I told myself, the weight of that decision pressing down hard. Fear of discovering something enormous lingered, but doing nothing wasn’t an option. This was bigger than just Evan—it was about confronting the growing storm that threatened to tear us apart.
Following My Instincts
Reaching Out For Help
Realizing I couldn’t face this alone, I decided to ask for help. With a heavy heart, I reached out to someone who knew Evan well. I need backup on this, I thought as I dialed an old friend, Mark. If anyone could spot what I’d missed, it was him. Bringing someone from outside our immediate circle felt like the first step toward uncovering the truth and finally understanding what was weighing on Evan.
Reaching Out For Help
