Consumed By The Events
Melody found herself consumed by the events—or lack thereof—unfolding next door. Doubt gnawed at her, casting uncertainty over the validity of what she had witnessed that fateful night.
Had there truly been an intruder, or was she merely exhausting herself over imagined scenarios?
The possibility lingered that her eagerness to investigate had led her to fabricate events in her mind. However, little did she know that her instincts were indeed correct all along, and the truth would soon come to light.