From the depth of her being she knew she had to escape. She wanted to believe her situation couldn’t get worse, but she knew better. She’d survived this long by paying attention to the signs and trusting her intuition. The tension was thickening, no matter how well they pretended otherwise.
She understood the chasm between knowing and acting was wide. When considering all of her available resources, her options were limited. She’d have to risk the unknown, surely safer than her reality. She didn’t think she could weather the coming storms. Maybe she could, but she wouldn’t. Not this time.
Prompted by VelvetVerbosity.com‘s 100 word prompt – “Depth”