Vienna's POV
My body is shaking upon looking at my daughter's body covered with blood. I tried reaching her but my feet is stuck not allowing me to move my body.
After a while, the rescue arrived and forcefully opened the door on my side.
"My daughter," I uttered faintly on the rescuer. He nods his head at me then after a while, another rescuer came to get Kiah out.
When they successfully removed us from the car they carried us towards a stretcher.
Kiah and I used separate ambulances and during the drive, I can't help but ask about her condition.
"Is my daughter badly hurt?" I asked the rescuer to look at me and I felt he like he is already pissed because this is my 10th question.
"We will check her condition once we reached the hospital, Ma'am," he politely responded but it didn't
