It had been days of chasing shadows, endless planning, and sleepless nights. But that morning, something felt different.
I was in the kitchen when Carson walked in, still in his pajamas. His hair was a little messy, and for once, he didn’t look like a man carrying the weight of the world.
"What if we disappeared today?" he asked suddenly.
I looked up from my mug. "Disappeared?"I asked.
"Just for a day," he said. "No talks about Clark, no planning, no worries, it's just you and me."
I blinked. "You mean, like a break?"I asked.
He smiled. "Exactly."he said.
I couldn’t help but smile too. "Where would we even go?"I asked.
"Anywhere," he said. "Or nowhere. Just... away,"he said again.
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A few hours later, we were on the road. Carson had packed a small bag. I didn’t ask wher
