You ever walk into a place just to find out the person who bumped into you is the one person you were told to run from? 🤨
I am sitting here, staring at a "Wanted" poster, and then I see that exact same face walk through the door. He called me "my love" in a thick accent and then left... and now he's right here. My heart is racing, but I can't tell if it's fear or something else.
Is anyone else having a "main character" moment, or am I actually about to end up in a crime thriller?