“You’ve got this, Sam,” she whispered, fists clenched tight. Her breath came out in shallow bursts as she stared down the road. Come on. One step. Just one.
But as soon as she lifted her foot, the light turned red again.
She let out a frustrated exhale and stepped back. “Seriously?” she muttered, glancing up at the changing traffic light. What the hell is wrong with me? her mind snapped. The fear coiled tighter in her chest.
When the light switched again, she tried once more. Her legs wobbled. Her heartbeat thundered. But she pushed forward. Half-step. Quarter-step.
Then—blast!
A deafening car horn ripped through the air.
Samantha froze mid-stride, yanked from her haze. Her head jerked toward the sound. Bright headlights were rushing toward her. She couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. H
