The door crashes inward with a sound like thunder. I feel hands on my feet and hear Spencer shouting at me, though I can’t make out individual words. He’s so pissed, he’s screaming. Ordinarily, I’d stop to mock him, but I don’t hear X and have a very bad feeling that he’s finally figured out that he can go around the outside and cut me off.
I almost want to laugh that these two idiots didn’t come to that obvious conclusion earlier, and I may still. But not until I manage to extricate myself from this window once and for all and get the hell away.
To that end, with Spencer grabbing onto my left foot, I draw all the strength I can muster and piston my right foot backward. It hits something solid and I feel it give way beneath my shoe. The sound of something cracking fills my ears, and it’s quickly followed by Spencer’s howls of pain.
I am an author focused on positivity, motivation, and emotional healing. As a nurse, I have seen how mindset, hope, and encouragement influence both mental and physical well-being. My healthcare experience inspires my writing, which is centered on uplifting readers, building self-belief, and promoting inner strength. Through my books, I aim to offer comfort, motivation, and reassurance that healing, growth, and positivity are always possible, even in life’s most challenging moments.View all by JESS TAYLOR
