My Parents Refused To Help After My Crash—So I Took Control From The ICU

can see it. And they can see exactly who I’ve become while they weren’t paying attention.”

“Damn, Morgan,” Rebecca said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “That’s some protagonist energy right there. Main character vibes. I’m here for it. Want me to have my phone ready?”

“For what?”

“To record. Just in case. You never know when you might need evidence.continue reading …