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Taylor's POV Have you ever felt like nothing is worse than your nightmare? That's what I initially thought. I mean like really, nothing can be as bad as it seems to be. But today was nothing I like I would have expected it to be. I was on the way to school driving my car that my parents had given me on my eighteenth birthday last summer. I was extremely happy to see that they had bought me a red car, which was my favourite colour. I was driving my car and I didn't expect to get into an accident. I was actually waiting for the traffic light to turn green so that I could drive but before the light turned green, the car behind me crashed into me, damaging the back of my car.

"I haven't taken the driving test yet as it's too expensive, and I want to do it only when the price drops." "Novalee said in a nonchalant manner, but Walter's heart was pounding wildly." Stop the car! Stop! Walter had never been so scared in his life! "He'd entrusted his life to a woman who didn't know how to drive, and she even accelerated the car up to 160km/h!" Walter was going crazy. "On the other hand, Novalee asked without a hint of nervousness at all, ""Where's the brake?""" Walter didn't want to utter another word.

“What the hell are you doing?!” “Helping,” he mumbled around my length like he didn’t just say the most dangerous thing known to mankind. The traffic finally cleared. I panicked—heart racing, muscles locked, hands trembling on the steering wheel. But somehow… somehow I drove. And Rafael? He stayed right there. Bent over. Lips moving slow, deep, torturous. Every suck was like a wave crashing over my sanity. I couldn’t focus, couldn’t blink, couldn’t breathe right. “Rafael,” I groaned, barely managing his name. “Stop. Stop—I can’t—I’m driving—!”

I approached, anticipation quickening my heartbeat—and then my stomach dropped. It wasn’t Frederick. “Good afternoon, Miss Nova,” the driver greeted with a polite nod, opening the door for me. I forced a smile, trying to mask my disappointment. “Thank you,” I muttered, climbing in and setting my books carefully on the passenger seat beside me. The driver’s polite chatter filled the car as we began to move toward the mansion, but I barely heard him. My mind was racing, replaying the events of the day over and over, dissecting every word, every movement, every almost-kiss from Daniel.

Matteo hollered in reply, completely unable to stop his voice from shaking. I followed Matteo into the car and watched as he tried to light a cigar. However, his hands were trembling so violently that he failed even after multiple attempts. Those hands had never wavered, even when killing, yet at that moment, they were shaking so badly that it looked like he was having a seizure. "No… It's impossible… That absolutely can't be possible…" He kept muttering to himself, as though he were trying to brainwash himself into believing his words. "She's incredibly capable, so how could she have possibly died in that mine? This must be a trick to deceive me. She must be using this method to get revenge

But I didn’t fucking care when it felt so incredible. “Almost, baby.” My balls were heavy and drawing up, but I fought it, wanting to make my release as powerful as possible. “Oh fuck! Kate! Fuck! Now!” I bellowed as my climax slammed into me with the force of a hurricane. I came long and hard and even blacked out for a few seconds at the end. When my senses began to return, I glanced down and saw that Kate was out cold. It felt like heaven to be buried inside her warmth again, so I relaxed against the seat and let the car keep driving for a while.

“No bad men. 15 days.” *3:00 PM. [SFX: SCHOOL. THEN CURB. THEN BOTH.]* St. Matthew’s. Front loop. 3:00 PM. On the dot. Me. Driving. Adrian. Passenger. Day 50. Switch. His idea. “If I drive, I’m CEO. If you drive, I’m Dada. Today I’m Dada.” _Thump-thump. Thump-thump._ 74 BPM. Bus #14. _Hiss._

When I opened my eyes, I found myself holding an exquisitely wrapped sandwich. Whispers immediately drifted into my ears. "Look, Jacob Blake's here again delivering breakfast to Carol." "He seriously has no shame. She already said she doesn't like him, but he still won't give up." "Exactly! Carol and Matt are obviously the perfect couple!" I froze for two seconds before a flood of memories suddenly crashed into my mind. I, the invincible hero of a power-fantasy novel, had actually transmigrated into the role of a pathetic simp side character in a trashy romance novel.

He was toying with me, trying to drive him crazy for what I did to him and his friends and he was succeeding. After almost 30 minutes of driving recklessly like that, I could feel myself about to throw up, my heart was pounding too much and everything was just... "You want me to slow down, right?" I nodded. "So earn it." What? "Have yot run mad?" I couldn't help it, "you're trying to get us into an accident and you want me to do something to make you stop this madness?" "I guess you're enjoying it then." Then he picked up speed again till the car was practically flying. It was too much for me. My stomach was turning. I could feel the ground slipping away from beneath me.

“Go buy yourself something nice and forget what you saw.” She gasped softly. Her hand trembled as she picked up the cash, nodding quickly. “I—I won’t tell anyone. I swear.” “Good.” I walked out before she could say another word. By the time I pulled into the Wolfe Estate driveway, my heart was still feeling heavy. The scent of her still lingered on my fingers. I could recall every inch of her like I recorded it. “Damn it!" I swore and the driver turned to me questioningly. Soon, everyone would think I was going insane. Sansa was driving me insane and each night, I couldn't help but wish I hadn't gotten on that plane to Italy.