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“No.” Shock courses through my veins as I sway on unsteady legs, the world blurring around me while my mom’s voice becomes a distant echo. My car keys on the table catch my attention and without a second thought, I snatch them up, the metal biting into my palm as I run towards the door.
My mind races, each thought more terrifying than the last, while my heart hammers against my ribs, threatening to tear through my chest as panic consumes me. “Isabella!” My mother’s voice pierces through the frenzy, but I don’t answer. I can’t.
Reaching the door, I fling it open, the cool morning air hitting me like a slap in the face as I stumble towards my car and slide inside. It's only as I reverse out of the parking lot that I finally acknowledge my mother’s pr
