My hands trembled as I stepped out of the car, clutching the bag of gifts. The unease from earlier now morphed into a steady thrum of anxiety. I approached the house, each step feeling heavier than the last. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows that seemed to stretch out and grab at my feet.
I knocked on the door, my heart pounding. After a moment, it swung open, revealing a woman I didn’t recognize. She was in her late twenties, with a welcoming smile and eyes that sparkled in the soft light.
“Hello,” she greeted, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
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