The night was dark and beautiful, and the breeze was gentle enough to put a smile on one's face; the moon shone, and the streetlights lit up the dark city.

Except that even though the night was beautiful, the scene at the intersection was far from beautiful.

The impact of being slammed by the truck left the car metal screeching, shattered the car glass, and left the headlights flashing.

Gillian's body jerked forward due to the force, her head collided with the window edge, and her hand went limp by her side. The shards of window glass and flying debris pierced her skin.

Blood oozed from Gillian’s forehead and trailed...