his blood ran cold as his phone laid smashed on the floor. it probably still worked but the screen itself had a spiderweb design over the front. maybe he shouldn’t have let his anger get the best of him – but when he was alone , he didn’t have to be concerned about another soul witnessing it. the weight of the promises that he’s made – whether to himself – or to anyone close to him – he watched it all crumble before his eyes. he didn’t know how much longer he could do this. but he had to make a choice.“ we’re closed. “ the voice instantly had bite to it without acknowledging who entered his garage. it was late , and honestly – this place was his safe space – where he could breathe,











