Tracy Combs

The Life I Used to Be

Nothing good would come from this. Those words echoed like an incessant warning in my head, growing louder with each moment I ignored them. And even though I knew they were correct, my feet carried me forward anyway. Of course I knew nothing good would come from this, but no power in hell or earth would keep me away now. Another step. Another reckless decision. Another moment closer to... what?