Chapter 18: Burning Bridges

The living room was a cage, the air thick with Sarah’s silence as she stood there, Timothy’s crumpled “Talk to me, Mo” note a tight ball in her fist, her eyes cold and unyielding. The ring box sat heavy in my pocket, a shackle I couldn’t drop, her “This ends now” from last night cutting through t...

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