Jason’s POV
Fueled by anger, I stormed out of the house, the heavy door slamming shut behind me. Each step I took felt heavier than the last, as if the weight of every decision I had made was dragging me down. My jaw was clenched so tightly I thought my teeth might c***k. My thoughts were a mess, spiralling in a thousand directions at once. I just needed to move. I needed to escape.
I climbed into my car, barely registering the familiar smell of leather and cologne, and turned the key. The engine roared to life, but it did nothing to drown out the chaos in my head. With a jerk of the wheel, I pulled out of the driveway and sped down the road, the tires screeching against the pavement like an audible scream that matched the rage pulsing through my veins.
I drove with no destination in mi
