I was following her. I was looking for her.
When I saw a truck that had crashed head on by the roadside with a tree, I had the sinking feeling in my stomach; it was her.
I have been looking for her from the moment I heard the gunshot and I knew that she had received the invitation. Of course I didn't know if she would show up formally, but I knew she would be there for me. But I wasn't the only one who was counting on her to show up.
I had my eyes on the ground, to be alerted when she was seen but she had gotten good. So good that I actually didn't know she was watching me from afar, until it got all too messy too quick.
When I heard the gunshot, i remember feeling numb, while of my body. I ran from the procession, towards the sound and I saw two cars speeding off, and a police car behind. The police were working for me, so I had to obviously follow them and tell them to tell me where the two cars are headed.
