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As the gap between the two vehicles narrowed dangerously, Vincent made no move to drive\u00a0<\/p>\n
away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was gambling\u2013betting that Scarlett didn\u2019t have the nerve to hit him, that she lacked the audacity, that she couldn\u2019t bear to see him hurt.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent kept one hand on the wheel and closed his eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina, still in the back seat, watched in panic as this life\u2013risking standoff unfolded. \u201cVincent!\u201d she cried out, her voice tight with fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing her, Vincent\u2019s eyes snapped open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing Scarlett\u2019s car accelerating toward him, he finally reacted, wrenching the steering wheel hard to the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sudden swerve threw Sabrina against the door. Her head struck the window with a sickening thud.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As the car skidded to a halt, Vincent realized his palms were slick with sweat against the steering wheel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina\u2019s pained whimper broke through his daze. He turned, his face etched with concern. \u201cSabrina, are you alright?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She pressed a hand to her forehead, slowly righting herself. Her expression was a mix of pain and confusion. \u201cVincent, what were you thinking?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He undid his seatbelt, reaching instinctively for her, but she turned her face away, avoiding his touch.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her rejection sent a sharp pang through him; his hand trembled slightly before he withdrew it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a tense silence, Vincent muttered, \u201cI\u2019m sorry, I just-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina cut him off, her voice trembling. \u201cWas that really worth it? Risking everything over some pointless standoff?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d Vincent repeated, his voice low. \u201cIt won\u2019t happen again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina looked down at her hands, avoiding his gaze. After a moment, she said quietly, \u201cVincent\u2026 I think we should postpone the wedding. For a while.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t outright refuse, nor did she agree. It was a postponement\u2013a strategic delay that left\u00a0<\/p>\n
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If things went south later, it would be easy to walk away. If not, marrying a man like Vincent- wealthy, powerful, handsome\u2013was hardly a poor choice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, for reasons she couldn\u2019t fully articulate, Sabrina felt she shouldn\u2019t settle for just one man. Her desire was for all men to adore her, to compete for her attention.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When Vincent heard her request for a delay, he felt no unease\u2013only deeper remorse. He thought it reasonable that she needed time. He didn\u2019t press. \u201cAlright,\u201d he replied softly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
With that settled, he restarted the car and drove away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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On the other side of the road, when the expected collision didn\u2019t come, Scarlett finally opened\u00a0<\/p>\n
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eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the path now clear, she eased her foot off the accelerator. But in her disoriented state, she didn\u2019t notice the low brick structure at the edge of the lane.\u00a0<\/p>\n
There was no time to turn. She slammed on the brakes, but the car\u2019s momentum carried it forward. With a jarring crunch, the front bumper met the bricks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The impact shuddered through the frame. Scarlett\u2019s vision swam, and for a second, she thought she might black out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Miraculously, she wasn\u2019t hurt\u2013but her entire body felt violently shaken, her insides rattled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before she could even process what happened, she heard the muffled ring of her phone, which had fallen into the footwell.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She bent over with difficulty, groping until her fingers closed around it. By then, the call had ended.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She\u2019d hoped it was Claire, but the screen showed Damian\u2019s name.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As she hesitated about calling back, her phone rang again\u2013Damian, once more.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a brief pause, she answered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His anxious voice came through immediately, edged with anger. \u201cWhy didn\u2019t you pick up?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She could tell Damian was upset.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett stared blankly at the cracked bricks in front of her hood. \u201cIt\u2019s nothing,\u201d she said, her\u00a0<\/p>\n
voice flat.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cWhere are you?\u201d Damian demanded.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett ignored the question. \u201cDamian, I have to go. I\u2019m busy.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
By \u201cbusy\u201c, she meant finding Claire.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That only seemed to fuel his anger. \u201cScarlett,\u201d he said, his tone low and dangerous, \u201cdo you enjoy making me worry like this?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She remained silent, ready to end the call.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Damian\u2019s voice hardened into a threat. \u201cIf you don\u2019t tell me where you are right now, I swear, when I find you\u2013and I will find you\u2013you\u2019re going to regret it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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