"I was so scared that I mistook the accelerator for the brake and crashed into another person's car. I'm fine, it's just that the car needs repairs. Ariel, do you know what I was thinking at that moment? I prayed to the heavens, if something were to happen between us, I wished it would be me rather than you."
"Arlo..." Ariel Morris embraced Arlo Seys around his waist, a gentle smile curved at the corners of her mouth.
"Tell me what really happened today?" Arlo Seys' voice was somewhat husky and low, clearly due to tension.
Ariel Morris leaned in his arms, softly recounting the thrilling scene that occurred today.
Arlo Seys' face grew increasingly stern, behind Ariel's unnoticed shoulder, his eyes emitted a chilling cold glare.
Drunk driving and attempted murder have vastly different legal consequences! And that driver clearly intended to kill Ariel, yet in the interrogation room, he could eloquently describe his actions as drunk driving confusion.
