“ANNA!” Liam screamed, watching Anna’s body make contact with the car. A shock ran through his system, and for a moment, everything seemed to be happening in slow motion. He dashed towards her, taking wide steps, but he was still late. He only managed to touch the fringe of her dress before her head touched the floor.
The culprit swerved, screeching tires filling the tense silence, before driving off. He didn’t even bother to check out the conditions of his victim. A classic case of hit and run. It almost seemed like a premeditated murder, not a pure accident. Either that, or it was a case of drunk driving.
“Anna,” he called, kneeling beside her, his knees hitting hard on the asphalt, but he didn’t care. She was his priority. He shook her shoulders, his hands trembling, and his heart sla
