The Decision That Changed Everything
Daniel’s hand flew to the brakes. “That bag’s moving,” he said, his voice tense now.
“What?” I leaned forward, squinting through the windshield. And then I saw it too — the bag shaking, twisting. My heart jumped.
Daniel pulled the car to the side of the road, gravel crunching under the tires. Before I could even process what was happening, he was out of the car, running toward the roadside.
I stayed in the car at first, frozen with a mix of confusion and dread. My mind raced. What could possibly be inside? My stomach twisted as I watched him kneel beside the bag.
Then I saw his body stiffen. He slowly turned to look back at me, eyes wide — not with fear, but with disbelief.
“Anna,” he called out, his voice breaking, “you need to see this.”
