Soren
Life was a gamble.
One slip, just one fragment of my past resurrected from the ashes, and it all threatened to unravel. The fragile balance I had so carefully maintained was shattered by a single address scrawled on a scrap of paper.
Three hours later, I was still reeling. I had tried everything to find the best way to explain this to Rowan, but nothing felt right. Words that once came easily now sat heavy in my throat, suffocating me as time passed.
I couldn't shake the feeling of being trapped between two impossible choices. Should I keep this to myself and protect myself, or take the risk of sharing it?
I had told Rowan bits and pieces of my past before, enough to let him understand parts of me that no one else could. But this... this was different. The truth tied to that address had the power to send him running for the hills.
He would abandon his promise to me and run because he wouldn't bear to be around someone like me.
