The beep of the heart monitor is my church bell. The sterile blue of the OR is my sky. The rhythmic pulse under…
…My stillness was a challenge they were desperate to break. They mistook my silence for weakness, my composure for fear. They couldn’t see…
Tara’s smile tightened into something brittle. “Okay, but why?” she pressed, leaning in so close I could smell the cheap, fruity gloss on…
I had to force my hand to unclench from the microfiber cloth. It was damp with Windex, the chemical smell clinging to my…
I had everything. That’s what they always said. Lucas Reed has everything. From the outside, my life was a platinum-plated, private-jet fueled fairytale.…
The moment the crayon slipped from her fingers, I was already moving. It was pure instinct, a ghost-memory from a life I’d tried…
The sound started just as I was staring at a crack in my ceiling, tracing it with my eyes and pretending it was…
The rain was a damn curtain that night, slamming against the diner’s windows like a fist. Inside, the world was a mix of…
The air in that garage was thick with the smell of motor oil, old rubber, and something metallic I couldn’t place. It was…
The silence in my wagon was always the worst part. It wasn’t a peaceful silence. It was a hollow, aching void, the kind…