“Trust only those who earn it.”A sentiment I follow without direction but holds more consequence than ever before.One decision, five lives, three futures. This is what’s at stake. One night, one choice, four broken Brayshaws. That is where we’re headed.Unless I stop it.I 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 to stop it.I have to remind him of what he’s chosen to forget.My town. My choice. 𝘔𝘺 ending.