Van’s POV—
She was almost unconscious and was sweating like a pig. I slapped her softly but she didn’t say a word and she slowly lost her consciousness.
I have never feared death. I never feared being hit but this time I was afraid, very much afraid. I lifted her in my arms but she was limp like a rag doll. I carried her towards the car. I needed help but there was no one and I didn’t know what to do! I sat in the car with her in my arms and sprinkled water on her face but she was still unconscious! I took out my mobile to see if by chance I would be able to call someone, but there was no tower at all!
I never felt so helpless in my life and I just decided to carry her in my arms to the nearest place safe however far it would be, when a car approached from the opposite and stopped in f
