Minutes ticked by like hours. I noticed neighbors peeking out from their windows, their faces a mix of curiosity and concern. A few braver souls stepped out onto their lawns, whispering among themselves as they watched the unfolding drama. I shivered, despite the warmth of the summer evening.

Finally, my phone rang. I hesitated for a moment before answering, unsure if I was ready for whatever revelation awaited me. The voice on the other end was breathless, tinged with urgency and familiarity. “Lucia, it’s me. Tom.”