I was running for a lot longer this time. My heart was beating out of my chest and my brain was hammering against my skull, but I persevered. Never had I run so fast, or so far. It was then that I realized that I had not thought this through. I had nowhere to go.
أنت تقرأ
Running from the Truth
المغامرةShe watched the body fall. She watched the murderer run, yet in that moment, she became a fugitive. She wasn't the murderer, but still, she finds herself running from the greater truth. The truth that would kill her.
