Ex Stole Our Twins For 20 Years; Now They’re Back With A Secret
Under Watchful Eyes
As the days progressed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were being followed. I initially convinced myself it was just a coincidence, but the presence of the car became undeniable. Every time we left the house, it trailed us, always maintaining a careful distance. My pulse quickened with each glance in the rearview mirror.
The twins began to notice, too, their expressions growing more anxious with each passing day. The car’s driver changed, but the license plate remained the same. I started noting it down obsessively, the act becoming a grim routine. The shadow of surveillance grew heavier daily, and the twins, already on edge, fell into a tense silence.
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