*Sawyer*
The Belize City air hangs heavy and humid, a stark contrast to the ship's cool air conditioning. I am on my own, as Theo had some business calls to handleI, calls that Could not be delayed, but I relish the solitude, the vibrant market, a welcome distraction from the swirling emotions of the last few days.
The charade with Theo, the unexpected warmth between us… it's all a confusing mess. This alone time, exploring these streets, is exactly what I need.
I'm happily haggling over a carved jaguar, its emerald eyes gleaming, when I hear it… a muffled cry, then a harsh voice. The sounds come from a narrow alley. Curiosity, and unease, push me forward.
Peeking around the corner, I freeze. Two burly men, faces shadowed, roughly grab a woman. She struggles, her cries muffled by a ha
