Doubt creeping in
Abby slumped in the seat, whispering, “What am I doing?” The absurdity struck hard. She had just broken into a stranger’s car, risking everything, only to find emptiness staring back.
Doubt twisted inside her chest, clashing with curiosity. Still, the silence felt deliberate, like the real secret hovered just beyond reach. She wasn’t ready to quit—not yet.
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