Flash Fiction

Ethan had driven aimlessly for hours. He didn’t know where he was going—maybe because there was nowhere left to go. The lights of the city blurred past him, neon signs and headlights streaking across his vision like some distant reality he no longer belonged to. His phone sat on the […]Read more »

Ethan barely recognized himself anymore. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, gripping the edges of the sink so hard his knuckles turned white. The man staring back at him looked like a stranger—eyes hollow, skin pale, and tension carved deep into his features. His shirt was wrinkled from […]Read more »

The Harris deal had collapsed. Ethan hadn’t even needed to take Brad’s frantic call to know it. By the time the official email came through, confirming what he already feared, the pit in his stomach had grown deep enough to swallow him whole. He leaned back in his chair, staring […]Read more »

Ethan sat in his office, the city’s skyline stretching out before him, glittering in the late afternoon sun. The sight, once a source of pride and inspiration, now filled him with a dull sense of dread. He leaned back in his chair, massaging his temples. The tension in his chest […]Read more »