One woman's escape, her search for freedom, her search to find herself again.

I can't believe I am doing this. Do I really have the courage to go through with this? Well, I guess it is a little late now.

Is it though? Maybe I could make it back before he gets home from his trip. He won't have to know I tried to get away. I looked at my watch, right as the bus started pulling away from the station. Then again... maybe not.

I guess it doesn't matter. If I go home now, he'll be there. There's no way he isn't home by this point. There is no excuse that will save me this time. When he finds me, no excuse will save me. At least I will know I at least tried. That's something, right?

Snap out of it Samantha, that's no way to think. I can do this. He won't find me. There, I will just keep repeating that to myself... at least until I actually believe it.