
BHUMI'S POV:
"Sir," I screamed when the car lost its balance, my heart pounded like we were at the edge of death road, and anxious air swirled around us like a ghost ready to swallow, my looks shifted from the rainy road to him who was trying to control the car, another scream left me when the car hit the tree, to the force I jerked forward halted a mere distance from the cracked windshield.

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