The car screeched, stopping at the right time before its bumper touch our bodies which froze in the middle of the road. The light blinded our eyes and we could not see who slid out of the vehicle until his hoarse of panic voice shouted out our names.
"Ilana…Vera…," our gazes set to the one scrambling toward us who turned out to be Reno. "Are you hurt?"
I was startled as soon as that question out of his mouth went to me, not Vera; in awkwardness, I responded still with my pale face of anxiety. "W-we are…we are fine." I swallowed the saliva as everyone could sense my shaking voice of shock and worry.
"Great…." His short word stressed his relief since none of us got into an accident for our carelessness.
"Thank you for coming." Vera's plain intonation sounded weighty as though she found
