Alisons POV
The cold night air clung to my skin, a chilling reminder that I was venturing into dangerous waters. The packs streets were dimly lit, the occasional flicker of streetlights casting long shadows against the cracked asphalt. I stood at the edge of the curb, clutching my small bag tightly, my fingers trembling slightly as I flagged down a cab.
A yellow vehicle screeched to a halt in front of me, its driver leaning over to open the passenger door. Where to?he asked, his tone casual, unaware of the storm brewing inside me.
Forest Creek,I replied, sliding into the seat and glancing nervously out the window. The driver nodded, and the car lurched forward.
As we navigated the winding roads, my heart hammered in my chest. I replayed the decision over and over in my mind, leaving th
