Alessia:
Packing didn’t take long.
And the more I went through the bags, the more unsettled I became.
My hand drifted to my stomach unconsciously, my thoughts slipping, unwanted, back to another room, another night.
The Christmas party.
The music.
The way the world had blurred until there was only heat, laughter, recklessness.
The beginning of everything.
My chest tightened.
What if leaving the city stirred things I wasn’t ready to face?
What if stepping outside the safety of routine made me spiral again?
What if someone found or saw me?
Alexander was right, it could be too dangerous.
Now you’re choosing to listen? Sage said, practically rolling her eyes at me.
“It is not like I can just ignore the reality of how things are, Sage.” I muttered, knowing that she, just like me
