#22: Breaking Point
Jamie’s composure shattered. His voice rose as he demanded to know who the bald man was and why he was sitting with Stacy. The silence that followed was unbearable. Stacy avoided his gaze, while the stranger sat stone-faced, giving nothing away. Jamie’s fists clenched in frustration.
“Stacy, talk to me,” he pressed, his tone edged with anger but laced with desperation. Finally, she lifted her eyes, tears spilling down her cheeks. “Jamie… there’s something I need to tell you.” But before the words could leave her mouth, her body wavered unsteadily.