UNCHARTED PATH
And that scared him more than anything.
He caressed the pendant again, the cool metal grounding him. A soft smile touched his lips. “My lifesaver will always hold a special place in my heart,” he murmured, eyes distant, voice thick with memory. Then, with a shift in tone, firmer, clearer, he added, “But this mystery guy… he made my heart race. And I want to see him again. No, I need to find him.”
The decision hit him like a surge of adrenaline. With fresh resolve dancing in his chest, Alex stepped out of the bathroom, towel around his waist, a smile still lingering, the kind that whispered purpose.