CHAPTER NINETY- SEVEN: ESCAPENOVA POV

I've been driving for three hours straight and I still don't know where the fuck I'm going.

Nowhere, That's where I'm going.

Nowhere with garbage bags full of my life and a car that costs more than everything I've ever owned combined.

The irony isn't lost on me, and maybe it might have been funny in another circumstance, but I'm so damn numb.

My phone died an hour ago. I'd watched it buzz and light up with Grant's name over and over until the battery ...