Lily's Perspective

My fingers hurt from the way I had been hitting the my fist on the steering at intervals, so I tightened my grasp on the steering wheel. In my rearview mirror, the city skyline vanished as it was engulfed by meandering roads and an unending expanse of trees.

I had to breathe.

I needed a room and above all, I had to think.

In the backseat, Aiden kicked his tiny legs against the car door while humming gently. He didn't realize how completely my world was falling apart. The problem with youngsters was that they lived in their own little worlds, unaffected by the pressure of making hard...