The car sped down the rain-soaked avenue. The tires sliced through puddles with violent force. Arthur’s chest felt ready to burst. The glow of the streetlamps blurred across the windshield like fleeing ghosts. The world around him no longer felt real—only noise, speed, and guilt.

At the intersection ahead, the traffic light shifted from green to yellow.

Arthur didn’t slow down.

He didn’t hesitate.

He didn’t even see it.

Everything was a blur. Zoe screaming.

That one sentence he never imagined she would discover:

“I SAW IT, ARTHUR! I SAW IT!”

Her voice thundered inside his head like a sky tearing open. It was the last thing he heard before the light turned red.

A bright flash.

A blaring horn to his left.

And then—impact.

A truck slammed into the driver’s side with full force. The crash was brutal, metallic, violent. Steel crushed steel. Shattered glass rained everywhere. Arthur’s body jerked hard against the seatbelt as the car spun twice through the air before crashing rear-first into