The force knocked Esme off her feet, and she landed hard on the pavement. Shouts and screams erupted as people ran toward the scene, their faces pale with horror.
Esme's ears rang, her vision blurred as she struggled to sit up. Her car—her carefully planned escape—was now a fiery inferno, reduced to a smoldering wreck.
She stared at the chaos in disbelief, her mind racing. If not for that voice, that inexplicable pull that had stopped her, she would've been inside.
Her hands trembled as she touched her jacket, the faint sensation of someone tugging still lingering. A mix of fear and confusion clouded her thoughts, but one thing was clear—someone, or something, had just saved her life.
