Everything happened too fast.
Before Mirena could even process what was unfolding, Camille had been struck by the car, her body thrown violently onto the floor.
In seconds, blood pooled beneath her head that had connected with the floor, vivid and horrifying against the gray street and a sharp contrast to her hair.
Mirena froze, blinked once, then a second time.
How… how the hell did things turn out like this?
A shout from a random direction snapped her back to reality.
“Oh my God, someone's been hit!” Someone shouted. “Call an ambulance!”
“She’s bleeding too much, call an ambulance!” Another shouted, rushing towards Camille.
Mirena watched, frozen for a split second. In her chest, her heart picked up its pace, finally registering the situation at hand.
Her leg
