Run.

LYA I run. It's just who I am. Whenever things get tough, I bail. Every new situation I find myself in, I have an exit strategy. Because I know what could happen if I don't. Things are about to get bad, and I don't understand how or why. I'm in a new place, surrounded by strangers who know nothing about me or my past. I've developed a life for myself where no one could suspect a thing out of the ordinary. I fit in-or, at least, try to. But here I am, ready to run.

Let's just hope I do so in...