Christian’s POVI yanked the wheel but it was just too late.The other car slammed into my driver’s side with a sound like the world ending. Metal screamed, a lot of glass shattered. My head cracked against something hard.The Porsche spun. Once. Twice. Slammed into the concrete barrier with another sickening crunch.And after a while everything stopped, going completely quiet.I sat there, dazed, tasting blood in my mouth. The airbag had deployed, pressing against my chest. My ears were ringing.“Fuck,” I gasped. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”I shoved the airbag away and tried to open my door. It was crushed. Wouldn’t budge.The passenger side then.I crawled across the seats, glass cutting my hands, my head spinning.I managed to get the door open and fell out onto the concrete.“Who is that?” I shouted, my voice echoing. “Who the fuck…”A figure emerged from the other car.He was tall, with broad shoulders. He moved with the kind of calm that meant he’d done this on purpose.“You hit me!” I scr
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