(Vlade's pov)
Frisca’s voice alerted me to the danger that was speeding towards us. With the exploding music turned off now, I manoeuvred the car towards the left and averted a major collision that could have taken place. The car whizzed past us as I snapped out of the horror of getting two lives killed that night, Frisca and the person driving the other car.
Nothing but the throbbing of her heart echoed in the dead silence that hovered around us. Releasing my grip from the steering wheel, I noticed the deep impression that my fingers had created on it. I heaved a sigh of relief and turned to see if she was alright.
With her hands clasped in prayer over her mouth, Frisca shivered with every breath that she took. The reverberation of her rapid breathing resembled that of a fish out of
