A New Twist in the Tale
The morning started with an unsettling surprise, and my mind wouldn’t rest. Saran and his mother visiting my house? A “big surprise”? My father’s strange comments at breakfast? It all felt too coincidental. My heart sank at the thought of what it might mean, but I forced myself to focus as I rode my scooty toward college.
By the time I reached campus, Anna was waiting for me near the entrance, waving frantically to catch my attention. As I parked, her face lit up, but she quickly caught on to my distracted mood.
“Hey, Trisha! You look like you’ve seen a ghost. What’s going on?” she asked, her eyes narrowing with concern.
I sighed and spilled everything—the odd breakfast conversation with my dad, Saran’s unexpected visit with his mother, and their vague promise o
