Can I Trust You With My Mind?

A quiet evening.A familiar place.A decision waiting… and a habit that has always come with it.Reaching for someone else’s voice before hearing your own.In this story, a woman pauses long enough to notice the pattern,and begins to ask a different kind of question.Not about what she should do,but about who she allows to shape how she thinks.This is a story about trust.About clarity.And about returning to the voice that has been there all along.Stories written in the quiet hours.Derek Wolf.“The Truth Beneath”