Chapter 4Loving My Living Ghost

Before I can even process his words, the driver yanks the steering wheel to the side, slamming his foot on the gas.

The car swerves violently, crashing straight through the concrete guardrails!

The wind roars through the shattered glass as we go airborne, gravity disappearing for one terrifying second.

Then, we plunge.

The car slams into the freezing, dark waters of the bay.

The sea swallows the light instantly, pressing against the windows, filling the cabin, choking the breath right out of my throat.

I can't even struggle.

A deep, bitter sorrow fills my chest.

Even with a second chance, I couldn't escape my fate.

In my last life, it was an "accident" in a garage. This life, a plunge off a bridge.

It was never an accident.

Someone wanted me dead, wanted me erased from this family completely.

As my consciousness fades, I don't think of Cassie's late love, or the messy entanglements of our past lives.

I think of my mother's warm smile, and the quiet life I never got to live.

A fierce, desperate anger grips my soul, refusing to let me close my eyes. I refuse to die like this, leaving my killer to walk free.

Suddenly, a blinding beam of light pierces through the dark water.