Salvation
“You have 50 minutes to arrive there. Just relax and you will be fine.”
He leans in, pressing his lips to mine in a kiss, my shoulders sink as I feel suffocated.
He grabs my hand and leads me towards the car.
My fingers clutch the railing as I descend the stairs, I can barely get the tears out of my eyes, I could never cry in front of Mike, he would gloat in it and make me feel worthless. I focus more on the clanging of my heels. It’s all I can hear, just as I’ve learned to drown out everything else. A useless talent, born from necessity, that has served me well over the years—turning off my senses, retreating into a space where I can almost forget who I am and what I’ve been through.
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