The One I Can't Escape
Then, softly, “Then don’t trust me like someone you’ve known your whole life. Trust me like I’m the last person left you could believe in. Just for tonight.”
Something in his voice steadies me. Not desperation. Not pity. Just quiet certainty. Something I can lean on.
So I nod. “Okay. Lead the way.”
We walk.
Past busy streets, past glowing windows, past people laughing over drinks like their worlds haven’t just split in two.
We cross a park, then dip into a narrow trail I didn’t know existed. Trees press in from both sides. The world hushes around us.
Eventually, we reach a small, hidden clearing by the edge of a river. The moon reflects off the water in silver shards, and there’s an old wood
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