Crash
Watching Kelly pull her car down the street and the gates swing closed in front of me, I shudder.
She has no idea what she just saw. She walked right in and didn't even know.
My entire body reacts to the adrenaline rush I had when that door slid open and I saw her, eyes wide.
When I first realized she'd seen Amber touch me, my insides coated with shame. Like falling down a dark tunnel. I had this moment, a crystal clear second of knowing: This is what it will always be like if I don't say something. If I never tell the truth. I'll always be hiding things. Always worry about what someone else will see, or hear.
Always wondering how it could be if things were different.
I'll never be free. And never forgiven.
