A Dallas Tragedy
The biting Dallas night amplified the fear in Nina’s chest. Just $200$ meters separated her from James, and this desolate alleyway stood in between. She knew James was watching from the lit window of Apartment $4B$ —their secret signal. Decades of familial hostility had turned this rendezvous into an act of theft. Every shadow felt like a threat, every gust of wind the whisper of an informant. Nina pulled her coat collar higher, her heart pounding with a mixture of terror and frenzied love . As she reached the final corner of the alley, she heard the low rumble of a nearby car engine. For a terrifying moment, her resolve faltered. Were they her brothers? She broke into a run, driven by a desperate need for love , risking everything. $10$ steps... $5$ steps... She could see James, his face pressed against the glass. Suddenly, a sharp shriek ! Nina felt a strong grip clamp down on her arm. "Where are you going, Nina?" Her older brother's cruel, familiar voice. The loo...