Iโm going to be mentally ill in fifteen years, and thatโs why my husband doesnโt want to be around me.
Jay AsherShe wants to believe my excuses so bad. Every time I lie, she wants to believe me so much.
Jay AsherMy breathing begins to slow. The tension in my muscles starts to relax. Then, a click in the headphones. A slow breath of air. I open my eyes to bright moonlight. And Hannah, with warmth. Thank you.
Jay Asher