Adrian’s POVThe moment I stepped out of my car, the world around me seemed to slow. The sirens, the flashing red and blue, the sharp commands barked by officers… all of it blurred into a distant hum. What snapped me into focus was the sight in front of me.Mr. Guerrero.. Celia’s father… sat on the cold asphalt, his back hunched, clutching her limp body against his chest. His shoulders shook violently, his face pressed into her hair, as though his grief alone could call her back.I froze. My stomach dropped. My legs felt like stone. I couldn’t take another step forward. I just stood there, watching a man torn apart by the loss of his child, a man so broken that the world could have ended right there and he wouldn’t have noticed.And then I saw her face. Celia. Lifeless. Pale. Her lips parted, her eyes closed as if sleep had finally claimed her. The woman who had once been my friend, who had once made me laugh, who had once… tempted me down paths I shouldn’t have walked.I couldn’t bre
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