Fiona's stomach growled as she walked down the street, her backpack slung over one shoulder. She hadn't eaten all day—Just the coffe she took at the bakery in the morning. Nathan had left in a rush that morning for a meeting, and she'd been too distracted to grab a bite.
Spotting a small corner store ahead, she decided to grab some quick snack. She stepped inside, picked up a bag of chips and a bottle of soda, and paid at the counter.
As she walked out, she reached into her pocket for her phone. She was about to call Nathan, he had texted her but she hadn't had time to reply. She was about tapping on his contact when she heard the screech of tires.
She barely had time to react before the car slammed into her, sending her flying through the air before she hit the ground hard. Everything went black immediately.
People nearby screamed and rushed toward her.
"Is she breathing?" someone asked.
"Call an ambulance!" another voice shouted.
