Jayden's Price. || Golden Years.

[7.2/10]-[Full]
Jayden gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white. "Fucking ironic," he muttered, a humorless laugh escaping his lips. "This was supposed to be the prime of my life. Golden years, they call it. What a joke..." He glanced into the overflowing garage, a lifetime crammed into its four walls. Soon it would be someone else's mess to sort through. He wasn't sure what hurt more – the betrayal of his own body or the burden of keeping it a secret.