Life has never gone the way Raya planned.
Actually, life rarely even asked her what she wanted. It simply took her by the hand and dragged her through chaos, doors slamming behind her, leaving her running, stumbling, trying to catch up.
Just like right now.
One moment she had been driving, desperately trying not to wreck the expensive car she did not own, and the next, She had hit someone.
Her heart cracked against her ribs.
The world had gone quiet.
Too quiet.
Raya forced her shaking hand to push open the door. The cold night air slapped her skin, sharp, metallic, real. Her legs felt boneless, like they belonged to someone else. She stepped out onto the street, one unsteady foot at a time.
The streetlights flickered overhead.
And then she saw him.
