ISABELLA HERNANDEZI sat in the emergency room, my palms wet with sweat. My forehead ached a little, reminding me of the pain. I closed my eyes, replaying the incident in my head.I was driving down the wet road, in a hurry to get to Lucas's office. He had asked me to deliver some important documents to his office, and I wanted it done as soon as possible.As I approached the intersection, I saw the traffic lights turn green. I sped up, thinking I could make it through before the light turned red.But then, out of nowhere, a car ran from the red light angle. I slammed on the brakes, and my car skidded on the wet road.The shrieking brake, the car skidding on the wet road, and then the accident. I just can't get the moment off my head. My husband had stressed how important those files were to him. But now, I have lost them.I rub my forehead, trying to massage away the tension whilst I pull out my phone to call my husband. I dialed his number but got no answer. I kept dialing repeatedl
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