What Her Future Wrote Back
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I listened to his hollow words, and the image of him pressing Mia into that motel bed flashed through my mind. My stomach turned.
I said, flat and even, "Of course, I left it blank. For our future, I didn't write a single word."
I hung up, stared at my expressionless reflection in the mirror, and let out a cold, quiet laugh.
The two weeks before SAT scores came out were supposed to be the best time for graduating seniors—pure, carefree celebration.
Liam kept texting me, begging me to follow through on the graduation trip to the mountains we'd promised each other.