Conflicted thoughts
I was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions, pondered over what he could want. I sat on the couch, my mind racing.
Why had he come after all these years? What could he possibly need from me? Was it something serious?
Each potential answer only deepened my sense of unease. I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of hope and dread.
With nothing else to do, I decided to focus on practicalities, trying to prepare myself for our next meeting.