Waiting for Him
They stood at the edge, mist cooling their skin, hearts racing in unison. The waterfall thundered, drowning out all but their breath. “Do we wait?” Emily asked. Jason frowned, scanning the area. “He told us to come, but not what comes next.” Every instinct screamed that eyes were already on them. They shifted uneasily, torn between leaving and stepping into the unknown. Then Emily’s gaze snagged on something—an opening hidden behind the shimmering curtain of water.
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