Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 332

Chapter 332 

My heart dropped so fast it felt like my chest caved in. 

“Fuck…” I slammed my fist on my steering. 

Confusion and panic were setting in. My hands were already trembling. My stomach lurched, and I felt bile rising. Everything inside me was splitting open, and my thoughts were tearing apart like wet paper, 

What do I do? 

What do I do? 

I had to… Fuck. I had to go back there and get my friend. Or should call for help while I proceed to the hospital to see if Kasmine is fine and then return to make sure the help I’d call for certainly arrived? 

Fuck! 

My head spun. I couldn’t think straight. 

This wasn’t fucking fair. 

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go. 

I couldn’t be in two places at once. 

But both of them needed me now. 

Was this a fucking test from the Moon Goddess? 

I picked up my phone immediately and dialed 911, informing them of the emergency. 

The second I hung up, I flung the door open and bolted. 

Gravel crunched under my boots as I sprinted toward the wreck, dodging chunks of metal and glass strewn across the road like scattered bones. The scent of burning rubber hit me first. But beneath all that was blood. 

Too much fucking blood. 

“Norlan!” I shouted, my voice cracking halfway out of my throat. “NORLAN!” 

No response. 

The closer I got, the worse it looked. The front end of his car was crushed in like it had folded around something solid. The driver’s side door was bent at a grotesque angle, and through the shattered glass, I could see him slumped forward and motionless, blood trickling from his temple, soaking his shirt. 

There was a deep gash on his shoulder, the jagged edge of the steering wheel pressing into his ribs. 

Fuck…” I breathed, stumbling to a halt. 

He wasn’t healing. Norlan… wasn’t healing. 

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