Camilla’s POV

"Lawrence!" I yelled and shook his arm, but he didn't answer. His respiration was irregular and shallow, and his shirt was saturated with blood. The hand he had been holding onto the wheel was suddenly limp.

The damage was done, but the SUV was gone. The front of the automobile was smashed into a tree after it went off the road and landed in a shallow ditch. I couldn't afford to turn around just yet, but I could hear Mira sobbing quietly in the backseat. I was thinking about ...