Each headline blared with urgency, grabbing my attention.
The window was open, and a breeze drifted in.
The wind stung my eyes, making them water.
And the tangled thoughts in my mind grew more chaotic.
I couldn’t pinpoint where this inexplicable feeling came from.
After a brief pause, I typed the actress’s name into the search bar, and more headlines immediately appeared.
With my emotions swirling inside, I didn’t even notice the slight tremble in my hands.
After composing myself, I hesitantly clicked on her social media profile.
Pinned to the top was her latest post:
[Finally found you. @JamesonHall.”
That sentence echoed Jameson’s hit song.
Waiting for you.
Found you.
A singer with both talent and popularity.
An actress with beauty and background.
It all seemed so…
Those words lingered on my lips, like poison, waiting to strike the moment they were spoken.
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Restlessness overwhelmed me, and I lost control, letting my emotions spiral.
My right hand clenched tightly into a fist, and I began pounding it hard against my leg.
Again and again, without stopping.
The physical pain, coupled with the psychological torment, pushed me closer and closer to the edge of the cliff.