Chapter 91 Commuter Train

• Abby
• The morning sunlight streams through the curtains, casting a warm glow that starkly contrasts with the cold feeling settling in my chest.
• I’ve been up all night, haunted by Karl’s confession, the unending complications it brought into my life, and the dilemma of Adam’s unknown intentions. Now, packing my bags feels like I’m folding away pieces of a life that’s no longer within reach, no matter how close I almost came to trying to take it back.