Grace's vision was growing hazy, and she wasn't sure if she could keep going without running the risk of making a dangerous mistake.
She spotted a small convenience store up ahead, the neon lights flickering weakly in the darkness. The parking lot was nearly empty, save for a few scattered cars.
With little thought, Grace pulled in and parked the car, her hands still shaking as she killed the engine.
For several moments, she just sat there, her body slumped in the driver's seat, eyes staring blankly out the windshield. She didn't have the energy to move, to do anything.
She was so exhausted, so utterly drained from the emotional turmoil that had consumed her.
Grace didn't know how long she had been sitting there. Time had lost all meaning. Every minute felt like an eternity. The tears had slowed, but the ache in her chest never seemed to fade.
