CHAPTER 48
HENRY
I stood outside Lynda's door, my hand hesitating before knocking. The air was thick with tension, and I knew I had to clear the air between us. We'd been friends for a long time, and recent events had strained that friendship. I took a deep breath and rapped on the door.
Lynda opened it, her expression a mix of surprise and suspicion. "Henry? What brings you here?"
I scratched my head, searching for the right words. "Lynda, we need to talk. I can't stand this tension between us."
She stepped back, allowing me to enter. The atmosphere inside mirrored the one outside—tense and awkward. We settled in the living room, and I dove right in.
"I want to apologize, Lynda. I know things have been rough, and I don't want our friendship to suffer."
She raised an eyebrow, a sile
