HE LEFT ME FOR MY STEPSISTER, I MOVED ON TO THE NEXT
The world spun into black, silver, red, full of chaos.
“Elena…” The name ripped itself from my throat, a desperate prayer, a curse, a confession. Love and regret tangled in one last breath.
Then came the final crash.
The nose of the car hit the earth with devastating force. Metal shrieked. Glass shattered again, raining over me like a cruel hailstorm. The roof buckled inward, the side panels collapsing around me. My body whipped violently, my neck straining against the seatbelt that cut deeper, threatening to snap bone.