No longer in control, her hands instinctively gripped the fabric of her seat, her shoulder blades hit the back of her seat, and her eyes opened again as she felt the bus start to move. It was an escape, but she was fearful. // the unknowns ; extended summary inside ; copyright © junxluna 2021 #8 in asiansinlit [14 jan 21] #15 in diveristy [14 jan 21] #66 in talkthepoc [13 jan 21]

since happiness and us never crossed, we were never going to last.

short stories to stop the speed of time.