My John Doe
was actually a Dean Winters.
An actor.
"What's your name?"
My lips locked
like I was some sort of prisoner.
My pulse panicked.
My hands trembled.
My coffee fell.
I ran.
My John Doe
was actually a Dean Winters.
An actor.
"What's your name?"
My lips locked
like I was some sort of prisoner.
My pulse panicked.
My hands trembled.
My coffee fell.
I ran.