Page 107 of Broken Destiny

I twisted toward her, my arm bracing across her shoulders as the car spun again.

Adrenaline surged violently through me while the vehicle whipped us from side to side despite the restraints digging painfully into our bodies.

Then, suddenly, everything stopped.

The car jerked to a halt.

Silence rang loudly in my ears.

For a second, I could not breathe.

I could not think.

All I could see was her.

Her eyes were closed.

My breaths came fast and shallow, matching hers.

Panic gripped my chest with crushing force, squeezing the air from my lungs.

The driver twisted around from the front seat, pale and visibly shaking.

“Are you guys okay?”

I barely heard him.

“Yeah,” I managed hoarsely. “You?”

“I’m fine.” His eyes darted toward Jiya. “Ms. Flores?”

I turned back to her immediately.

“Jiya?”

Panic sharpened my voice as I carefully helped her upright, my trembling hands moving over her shoulders and face, checking for injuries.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes… I think so,” she whispered weakly, rotating her shoulder carefully. “My arm hurts a little. You?”

“I’m fine,” I replied quickly, still scanning her frantically from head to toe. “The car hit your side. Are you sure you’re?—”

The words died in my throat.

Oh my God.

A thin stream of blood trickled slowly down the right side of her face.

Cold terror slammed into me so brutally that my stomach dropped.

“Jiya—”

Her eyes rolled back.

Before I could catch her, her body went limp.

She collapsed against me.