Sophie's tears had already begun to fall. "Let go," she replied in a trembling voice, tears streaming down in unbroken strings. "We can't be together… we… have to separate!" The words that had almost escaped her lips were forcibly swallowed back down.
Ned's fingers gripping the steering wheel had turned white from the force. He stared straight ahead, his face expressionless and unresponsive, yet he kept his foot pressed firmly on the accelerator. The car continued to speed up relentlessly…
By the time Sophie realized it, the speedometer had climbed to 200 kilometers per hour.
Her face went deathly pale, her entire body shaking.
"Ned, don't do this. Please ease off the gas—don't do this… I'm begging you!" Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might stop.
She wasn't afraid of getting hurt herself—she was terrified that he would hurt himself!
