Some choices sit in your chest like a stone. You tell yourself you’ll deal with it later. You tell yourself there’s still time. But then there’s not.
I’ve been writing this story called Doorway. It’s about two people holed up in a cabin at the end of the world, carrying love, fear, guilt; carrying way more than they can hold. And now something’s happened that forces the truth out.
This is the moment everything breaks.
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