-Jordan Parrish-
‘In two meters, turn right’ the robotic voice from my car instructed
I carefully followed the directions from the Google maps to get to where Natalie’s car was. The green dot on my phone didn't blink, showing that Natalie wasn't on the move, she had been in one place for over thirty minutes.
Good thing I placed a tracker on her car before I gifted it to her. I knew it would come in handy.
As I drove, I couldn't help but think how bad Natalie was hurting. I couldn't imagine how much tears her eyes had bled all because of me.
Every red traffic light felt like an infuriating delay. The tracker showed that I was a mile away from her car. I pumped my feet on the gas pedal going over the speed limit without having second thoughts
‘Your destination is on the right’ the
