"Save your breath. You're going to need it to explain yourself to the police," I said, ignoring his shouts as I turned around.The paramedics hastily lifted Melanie, who was barely breathing, onto a stretcher and began administering emergency treatment on her.I glanced at her. Her deathly pale face still carried lingering hints of shock and anguish. I scoffed before turning around and leaving."You better hope that you die on the operating table tonight, Melanie," I thought to myself. "If you survive, I'll teach you the true meaning of despair for the rest of your days."…I drove to another hospital after settling everything at the scene.A caretaker kept vigil by Cindy's bedside, carefully feeding water to her."You're here, Clive," Cindy said.I nodded as I swept my gaze over her. Both her legs were in casts. The surgery had been a success. Although she was weak, she was in good spirits.I told Cindy she could go back to school soon and informed her of the follow-up arra
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