Invasion of privacy
As night fell, Erika and Mark felt increasingly invaded, as if their home had ceased to be a refuge and had become a stage for constant scrutiny. The insistent presence of strangers and journalists exhausted them, exposing them to a pressure they weren’t prepared for. Sitting in the living room with the curtains closed, they silently longed for the privacy and tranquillity they had once taken for granted.
Invasion Of Privacy
Overheard secrets
As he watched the chaos outside, Mark caught a snatch of conversation that made him shudder. Two unknown figures were standing by the edge of the sinkhole, talking in low tones. “This isn’t just a natural occurrence,” said one of them, casting furtive glances around. The statement, although vague, aroused a sudden flash of curiosity in Mark. He tried to listen more, leaning in slightly, but the voices disappeared into the hubbub of the crowd.
Overheard Secrets
