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First, Sasha stood frozen in the hospital corridor, her arms still wrapped tightly around Mavis, as if holding on to her could somehow undo what had just happened.
The sound of the car crashing into Elaine replayed in her mind like a cruel echo—a moment she could not erase, no matter how desperately she wished she could.
Her breathing was uneven, her pulse racing, and despite the noise of the emergency room—doctors calling out instructions, the rhythmic beeping of machines—she felt utterly detached from everything around her.
The weight of guilt settled heavily in her chest, suffocating her with thoughts she couldn’t escape.
She didn’t know if Elaine was alive or dead, and the uncertainty was eating her alive. The possibility that Elaine might not survive made her stomach clench, an unbearable pressure building in her throat.
If she died, how would Sasha live with herself? If she survived, would she ever forgive Sasha for what happened?
The questions were relentless, stabbing at her conscience with each passing second. Sasha found herself whispering silent prayers, pleading for Elaine’s survival, even though she wasn’t sure if she believed anyone was listening. Her mind scrambled for explanations, but none of them felt sufficient.
Maybe she wasn’t meant to explain. Maybe she was just meant to carry this burden—to feel every ounce of pain and regret that came with it.
She clutched her hands together, her fingers trembling as if trying to hold herself together when she was on the verge of falling apart.
Time passed, but Sasha didn’t move. She was trapped in her own torment, unable to shake the feeling that she had failed Elaine in some irreversible way. The thought of losing her felt unbearable—a pain deeper than she had ever known.
Her mind drifted to the past, to moments that now felt so distant—small interactions, conversations, fleeting expressions that she wished she had paid more attention to.
If this was the end, had Elaine known how much she was valued? Or was it too late for Sasha to make things right?
Tears welled in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Crying wouldn’t change anything. Regret wouldn’t erase what had happened.
All she could do now was wait, trapped between the unbearable weight of “what-ifs” and the cruel unpredictability of fate.
Whatever happened next, one thing was certain—Sasha would never be the same again.
