The weight of the decision hung heavy on him. Walking towards Anna was like walking on a thin line, scared of making a mistake. Finally standing at the edge of the crowd, he spotted her again. She was laughing, her head thrown back in a moment of pure, uninhibited joy. Looking at her, the burden of his newfound knowledge bore down on him with unspeakable heaviness.
The thought that he could misinterpret a simple coincidence into an accusation made him question not only his role in this unfolding drama but also his own judgment. Was he about to steal away her joy based on a hunch, shattering her world into fragments of doubt and mistrust?