Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

I felt uneasy, watching as the Cullinan suddenly swerved and blocked the last car.

Unfortunately, that car crashed directly into the driver's side.

Bang!

A deafening crash echoed through the phone.

"Don't, Harlan!"

Zoey's voice cracked.

Even when facing death, she could remain calm. She had made peace with it the day our fate had been spoiled.

She had said many times, "Live each day well."

She wasn't afraid of death.

But at this moment, she was afraid Harlan would die!

"Harlan, are you okay? Say something!

"I won't bring up the divorce again. Don't die, okay?

"There's just one more intersection. You... "

Before Zoey could finish, another car suddenly rushed at us from the opposite side of the green belt without warning.

No matter how much I turned the steering wheel or pressed the gas pedal, it was useless.

"Chloe!"

Boom!

All I could hear were the sounds of the collision and glass shattering.

I saw shards flying toward my face as the airbags deployed.

A blinding white light filled my vision, and with the intense impact, I felt my consciousness slipping away little by little.

No.

looked toward Whitney; she was trapped in the

desperately to grab her hand. She weakly

to speak, but

Zoey, are

Smack!

out and

the airbag, and I

car had been shoved into a large

tired, so desperate to close my

if I fell asleep, I would become a spirit or, worse, lose

want to return to that hopeless, restless state, where I called for help but

still haven't had a baby with Carter, I haven't seen him for the last time, and I haven't seen my sister get

yet. I promised her

haven't seen the sunrise with Zoey

in Snowville must have grown up by now. It's still at home, waiting for me to

had my

willing

really can't accept

falling from my eyes, but it was blood, red

of my fingers. I exhausted every ounce of effort to move

lips, whispering, "I'm ove

head. "Chloe, I don't blame you. "Wherever you go,

to smile, but I was afraid it would

must look terrible right now,

"Zo... Zoey ..."

me. My nose tingled, and my tears flowed even more

moment, the car that had crashed into us reversed, and someone opened the driver's

clothing, wearing hats and masks,

situation inside the car.

Alive?

Zoey's okay?

That's great.

let them carry us away because we had lost all of our resources and

I saw Harlan struggling