Alex Was Spiraling Out of Control
Alex sat rigid in the waiting room, his body twitching with nervous energy. He scanned every passerby with suspicion, paranoia blooming with each silent tick of the clock. Minutes dragged like hours. Finally, unable to sit still any longer, he rose and began pacing the hallways.

He peeked into rooms, searching for any sign of Sarah or the baby. His odd behavior didn’t go unnoticed—security began discreetly monitoring him. But Alex, consumed by his swirling thoughts, remained oblivious to the attention he was drawing.
