as I explained the situation. The officers arrived swiftly, their faces serious as they approached the door. I could barely catch my breath, fear and anticipation battling within me.
As the police knocked on the bathroom door, my mind raced through a hundred scenarios, each more terrifying than the last. What if Daniela was in danger? What if she was involved in something illegal? I stood back, my hands clutched together, praying that whatever was happening inside would be resolved peacefully.
