Then he handed me the envelope.
“You need to read this.”
My hands shook as I opened it.
Inside was a police report.
An accident report.
The same accident that had changed my life forever.
The same accident that had killed Adrian’s parents.
The same accident that had left my daughter in a coma.
My eyes scanned the pages.
Then I saw something that made my knees weaken.
The final page contained witness statements.
One witness claimed there had been a second vehicle involved.
A black SUV.
A vehicle that had fled before police arrived.
I looked up.
“What is this?”
Adrian’s voice broke.
“My father was driving.”
I froze.
“He wasn’t supposed to be.”
The room spun.
“He had been drinking.”
I couldn’t move.
Couldn’t speak.
Couldn’t think.
“My mother begged him not to drive.”
Tears rolled down Adrian’s face.
“They hit your daughter’s car first.”
My heart stopped.
“What?”
“The collision pushed them into oncoming traffic.”
I stared at him.
The words felt impossible.
“My parents died because of what happened afterward.”
His voice shook violently.
“But your daughter… your daughter paid the highest price.”
I sank into a chair.
The police report slipped from my fingers.
