His hands trembled slightly as he paid for the bread. The events of the morning kept replaying in George’s mind, making him more uneasy. He felt caught up in a mystery with Zoe and Rex at the center. Their home, once a safe place, now felt distant and unfamiliar. George felt like a stranger, surrounded by unfolding secrets. Holding the warm, soft bread contrasted sharply with the cold uncertainty George felt inside.
As he arrived home, George tried to act as though everything was normal. He didn’t want to raise any suspicions with Zoe. However, his mind couldn’t shake the odd text message and the strange way Zoe had slipped away from the gas station. George felt uneasy, surrounded by unanswered questions. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t right.