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Couldn’t breathe.
“That’s not possible.”
His voice lowered carefully. “Tessa…”
“No.”
He held the phone out farther this time.
“It’s right here.”
My fingers shook violently as I reached for it.
The screen glowed softly between us.
“Press play,” he said gently.
I hesitated.
Then tapped the screen.
The video flickered to life.
Dark road.
Rain.
Headlights.
Our car rolled into the intersection.
“That’s us…”
Then another car appeared.
Too fast.
Way too fast.
My stomach dropped.
“What is that doing—”
Impact.
Metal twisted violently across the screen.
The car spun.
Slid sideways—
straight into the tree.
Driver side first.
A sound tore out of me.
I rewound the footage with shaking fingers.
