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I feel like this is a safe place to confess. She’s somewhere in the Miami canal. I don’t get too close, but sometimes I drive slowly on the highway just to see if everything still looks… the same. The water level has dropped a bit. That makes me nervous.
I haven’t slept well in months. I still hear the sound of the impact some nights. It was quick. I don’t think she even saw it coming.
I changed jobs. Deleted my socials. Sold the car. I have an escape route planned in case things go wrong. I spend hours looking at the map. Colombia seems like a good option. Jungle, heat… no one asks too many questions there.
Nothing’s come up in the news. Not a word. That’s good. Silence is the only sign I have that things are still under control.
And yet… I keep thinking about what I did.
It was an accident. At least that’s what I try to believe.
I haven’t slept well in months. I still hear the sound of the impact some nights. It was quick. I don’t think she even saw it coming.
I changed jobs. Deleted my socials. Sold the car. I have an escape route planned in case things go wrong. I spend hours looking at the map. Colombia seems like a good option. Jungle, heat… no one asks too many questions there.
Nothing’s come up in the news. Not a word. That’s good. Silence is the only sign I have that things are still under control.
And yet… I keep thinking about what I did.
It was an accident. At least that’s what I try to believe.
