[CAMI]
Long after we’ve left the room, my mind feels like it's harboring a tornado. There are so many thoughts, questions, and fears that they all collide and suffocate each other until I am unable to breathe.
I step out to the balcony, needing space, needing air. Mist from the fountain sprays against my face, cool and damp, and I let the water flowing across the stone lick between my toes. The sea stretches endlessly beyond the cliff, blue-black and violent, waves battering against rock like they’re trying to break free.
I breathe out, long and heavy. If we make it out this time—if this second attempt at escape works—I’ll have to start over. A new life, in a new place. Erase myself, and pretend none of this ever happened. Pretend I was never here.
But that possibility feels like a de
