Anna nodded, the uncertainty returning to her eyes, but also a glint of something else—resolve. They walked back into the room where his laptop sat, each step heavy with the weight of what he was about to say.
“Anna, my suspicions are gravely serious,” he began, his voice thick with emotion. “I think Michael is already married—to someone else”. The room felt airless as Anna’s eyes widened, her lips parting in disbelief. “You can’t be serious,” she finally said, her voice tinged with desperation.