OLIVIA

I went down and shut my eyes to pray silently. I can't recall the last time I did that. My brain isn't functioning properly. It was the only thing I could think of.

Cyril slowly drove past me and stopped. I'm pretty certain he was contemplating if I was the one inside the car.

The windshield was tinted, so he couldn't see me. I patiently waited for him to leave and he did.

“Gosh!

That was close!” I did a cross sign. I was struggling to breathe.

This was the reason I ...