Lyria's POVMy heart raced, my body trembling as the car suddenly stopped.I tried to speak, to instruct the driver to drive, to speed off, but no words came out of my mouth when I opened it.“I… Pl… I…”I tried to force out the words when the driver dropped dead, a bullet hitting his chest through the broken glass, reminding me of how I died.The way I was pushed down, the broken glass, the metallic smell of blood oozing out of me...It made my chest tighten, finding it difficult to breathe. All I could do was stare at the driver who was bleeding like an idiot.“Get out!”My body moved, and before I realised what I was even doing, I was already out of the car, my body trembling as I glanced at the man whose face was covered, his gun pointed at my head.Goddess… Please help me… I am not ready to die…I have a dying father who needs my help. I have a pack who…Tears streamed down my face the moment I felt the man's slap on my face, my head spinning as I flashed back to how Dave slapped
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