Chuck’s POV
I heard a crash outside. I put down my drink and ran outside. I couldn’t believe what I saw. A car was swerving away and she was lying there. She looked almost dead. And so lifeless.
“Blair?!” I called out her name. She didn’t move. I opened the door to the bar and told the bartender to call 911. After that, I ran to where she was lying and knelt down beside her. I cupped her face with my hands. “Blair?” I whispered. She still didn’t move. Oh god, I thought to myself. Is she dead?
“Ch-…Chuck,” she choked out.
“Blair,” I сказал(-а) hugging her. She winced in pain....
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