[Ryder]
"No." The word escaped me in a strangled whisper, my chest tightening until I thought I might suffocate.
"Celeste!" I shouted this time, my hands fumbling to unbuckle my seatbelt. Blood slicked my fingers, making them tremble as I yanked at the stiff mechanism. It refused to release. With a growl, I braced myself and gave it one final tug. The buckle gave way, and I twisted in my seat, ignoring the sharp ache in my shoulder as I forced it back into place with a snap. I groaned, pushing the steering wheel back to free my legs as my body began to heal on its own.
"Celeste," I yelled again, my voice breaking as I leaned toward her. The passenger side was crushed, and shards of glass were scattered around her limp form. My fingers hovered over her shoulder, afraid to touch, afraid t
