A sense of unease
His uneasy tone wrenched my stomach into knots. As he gazed at me with inquiring eyes, I let out a shaky laugh to break the tense situation. “This is just a misunderstanding,” I remarked nonchalantly. Even yet, my laughter sounded hollow in my own ears. The jeweler’s silence was deafening, implying that something darker lay beneath the surface.
A Sense Of Unease
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