Assistant’s Urgent Entrance
The door creaked open abruptly, and Lisa, Dr. Thompson’s assistant, rushed in. Her face was unusually pale, her lips pressed tightly together as if suppressing words desperate to escape. Leaning close to Dr. Thompson, she whispered something quick and urgent, her eyes flickering toward me and the ‘puppy’ with a hint of uncertainty. Whatever she said sent a visible ripple through him—his gaze darted between us, his expression tense. The air grew heavy with unspoken tension, leaving me increasingly uneasy.
Assistant’s Urgent Entrance
A Whisper Of Mystery
Their brief exchange faded into a heavy, perplexing silence. Dr. Thompson glanced at me, then down at the puppy, his expression clouded with unspoken thoughts. “Thanks, Lisa,” he murmured, his voice scarcely more than a whisper. His eyes met mine, searching, as if hoping to uncover answers hidden within. There was a subtle hesitation in the air, an unspoken secret lingering between them, just out of my reach. Outside, the rain swirled, mirroring the questions flooding my mind.
A Whisper Of Mystery
