Unexpected Recognition
The woman on the other end paused briefly before asking again, her tone careful, almost wary, “Did you say Jenna?” My heart jolted, a surge of confusion mixing with the storm of emotions brewing inside me. “Yes, Jenna,” I replied, striving to keep my voice calm and even. But why was she so interested in my name? Her curiosity, once harmless, now felt unsettling. My thoughts raced, caught in the tangled web of possibilities this conversation might unravel.
Unexpected Recognition
A Chill Down My Spine
My heart raced as I repeated, “I’m looking for my children.” Her response chilled my blood, freezing it in my veins. The brief pause that followed only heightened my desperation. Each second dragged on endlessly, stretching time as I waited for her answer. What could it possibly mean? I pressed my back against the wall for support, clutching the phone as if it were the only thing anchoring me to reality—a fragile lifeline amidst the storm of memories and fear.
A Chill Down My Spine
