Freya’s P.O.V

Smoke rose from the bonnet.

My head hurt so bad that it felt like it was splitting into half. Groaning, I placed my hands on my temples and tried to see ahead as my vision cleared after the initial shock.

The air-bag had inflated just in time to save me from being thrown out the window, but the man beside me hadn’t been so lucky. His head had knocked on the glass window beside him and I could see blood dripping down his chin. Even the glass had shattered from the impact.

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