Her breath caught.
“They’ll say I spun out in the rain, But the skid marks tell a different lane. I left the wheel, I left the gas, I left a world that was too small to last. Find the bridge where the highway bends, That’s not an ending—that’s where the road begins.” paige owens forum
The answer is that I did leave. Once. But not the way you think. I’m not in danger, not exactly. But I’m not in control, either. The contract I signed at seventeen—the one my mom co-signed—it’s not just for records. It’s for a person. A version of me that doesn’t exist. Her breath caught