I Can’t Believe He’d Trade Me 

ELIRA'S POV

The impact was brutal, a sickening crunch of metal that threw us against our seatbelts. 

My ears were ringing, and for a second, the world was just a blur of flashing lights and spinning asphalt. 

I slammed on the brakes, the tires squealing in protest as I fought the wheel, finally managing to wrestle the SUV to a stop sideways across the road. My head was throbbing, but my first thought was Sierra.

“You okay?” I gasped, turning to her. She was as white as a sheet, clutching her side, but she gave a shaky nod.

“Y-yeah. Just… my chest. What was...