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Chapter 53

Penulis: Khogie
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The city feels too bright for the way my chest aches.

I drive with no direction, no plan, no idea of where I’m supposed to go. The wheel vibrates faintly under my palms, and even though the Jesko hums like silk against asphalt, my heartbeat is loud and shaky, too uneven. Everything outside the windows blurs into a mix of colors signboards, people laughing on sidewalks, buses speeding past, the normal life of normal people who don’t have fathers like mine or husbands like Santino or secrets as poisonous as the ones I’m keeping.

I wipe another tear before it can fall, sniffing hard.

I don’t want to cry anymore. I’m tired. My head hurts. My heart hurts.

I keep driving.

Left turn. Right turn. Another light. Another street.

Soon the city turns quieter. The buildings grow farther apart. The roads become familiar in a way that squeezes something deep inside my stomach. I recognize the curve in the road. I recognize the grey walls that rise tall like prison barriers. I recognize the long stre
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