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An Accident

Author: ~S.Y
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-03 02:20:22

Grace

The car speeds down the road. Everything seems blurred in the broad daylight.

My chest feels tight, constricted by the silence radiating from Tristin. His hand is locked around mine, his grip almost painful, but I don’t care about the pressure.

I care about the way his eyes refuse to meet mine, fixed instead on the bright world rushing past the window.

I don’t understand what’s happening and why he looks so…strange. And it’s making my heart race.

“Tristin. ” I whisper, my voice low but edged with worry. “ Tell me what is going on. ”

He doesn’t answer. His jaw is taut, and his expression is unreadable.

Beside the driver, Luca stares intently at his phone, his fingers flying over the screen. Every few seconds, he dials a new number, but from the stiff way his shoulders hunch, I know he is not getting the answers he wants.

“ Luca, at least you should tell me what is wrong! ” I hiss, unable to stay silent anymore.

“ Mrs. Roberto. Please stay calm. We will be there soon. ” He rep
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