“I called out, but you didn’t hear me,” he said, still catching his breath. “I didn’t want someone else to find it before you did.” I stood there, tears of relief welling in my eyes. All that fear, all that panic — and he had only been trying to help.
When he left, I couldn’t stop thinking about how quickly I had assumed the worst. That night taught me something I’ll never forget: sometimes, our fear speaks louder than truth. The world can be dark at times, yes, but there are still people who choose to do the right thing — even at 3 a.m., even when it’s misunderstood.
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