Uneasy Suspicions Arise
That night, Evan’s uneasy demeanor lingered in my mind like an itch I couldn’t scratch. His evasive answers and distant eyes left me restless, haunted by the question: “What’s really bothering him?” Tossing and turning in bed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more beneath the surface. I found myself staring at the ceiling, wondering if I could help—if only I knew the truth.
Uneasy Suspicions Arise
A Chat With Parents
The next day, I decided to check in with Mom and Dad. Over dinner, I casually asked, “Have you noticed anything off with Evan lately?” They exchanged glances before Mom sighed, admitting, “He does seem tense.” Dad nodded, suggesting it might just be the post-surgery adjustment. “Maybe it’s just a phase,” he added, though his furrowed brows revealed his own worry. Their concern mirrored mine, making me more determined than ever to understand what was really going on.
A Chat With Parents
