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He leans over and kisses me on the cheek. “Thank you.”

Drinking it, he picks up his water bottle, and I let him out. I see his phone on the table as I am cleaning up a few minutes later and I know he’ll be back. True to form, I hear a sharp rap on the door.

Grabbing his phone, I make my way to the door. “Ian, you—”

There is nobody there.

Blinking, I look around, but the entire floor is empty. There is only one other apartment on this floor, but it belongs to a neighbor I have never even met. Feeling a little off at the weird knock, I am about to close the door when I see an envelope on the ground.

Leaning down to pick it up, I quickly retreat and lock the door. Leaning against it, I open it, and my heart stops at the contents.

It’s a picture of Ian. He is in his running attire, his earphones in his ears. The picture was taken from across the road but his face is pretty clear, and it’s marked with a cross, the red paint giving off a metallic scent.

My heart is racing; I don’t think twice.

The timing of the photo makes me anxious, and panicking, I grab my car keys and my phone and rush out the door. I don’t bother using the elevator, just the emergency stairs, and race down to the parking lot.

The two guards on duty stare at my attire. I am just clad in Ian’s shirt, no coat, no jacket. Ignoring the cold, I get into my car and start driving.

I have a bad feeling creeping up my spine and I pray that Ian is fine. Fear is a harsh companion and my body trembles as I try to remember the route he has been taking.

He mentioned it a few days ago, but for the life of me, I can’t recall it.

Sometimes the universe just gives you a push.

Going with instinct, I take a turn in the street, towards the park, and I see Ian’s form way ahead of me.

I also see the blue sedan racing towards him from the other end of the street.

It’s closer to him than I am.

Anger and fear a warring mixture in me, I press the gas pedal and drive at the maximum speed. I can’t let that car touch him!

The driver of the sedan hasn’t noticed me yet, and I hurtle towards him, praying that the air bags work. My eyes are narrowed, fixed on that sedan, adrenaline rushing through me as I try to go for maximum impact.

Ian notices the car moving towards him barely a few seconds before it would have hit him. He doesn’t have time to react.

Fortunately, I do.

My car slams into the sedan and the airbags deploy as my head bangs against the steering wheel. I try to maintain control of the car, but it goes spinning around and smashes into the street light.

“Agatha!”

The terror and heart-wrenching agony in Ian’s scream forces me to push the door open. I can’t hold my balance, and I fall onto the ground, crawling out of the wrecked car.

Firm hands around me as I am lifted, Ian’s terrified eyes on me. “Baby! Oh, God. You’re bleeding!”

I shake off the dizziness and look around for the sedan.

It’s gone.

I grab onto Ian’s hoodie, mumbling, “Are you okay?”

He doesn’t say anything at first, just pulls me into a tight hug. “What… Oh God, you just took ten years off my life!”

The world slowly stops spinning, and I push at him, “You’re okay, right?”

“I’m fine.” His worried eyes rake over me. “How did you know? What the hell were you thinking? What if you died?”

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