The crowd erupted in screams, some clicking the cameras while others scrambled forward to check on Rita's state.
Her security detail shooed them out, grabbing her, blood trickling down the floor as they took her back to the car and drove off.
The crowd was still shook by the whole ordeal.
They started to disperse, running away from the scene.
Meanwhile, Sahara stood rooted to a spot as she stared at her phone's screen.
The news of Rita's predicament had circulated the internet.
Sahara's once cold font was now replaced by worry, her hands shaky as scrolled through her call log.
Her voice was shaky, hard as she spoke into the phone with bloodshot eyes.
''Find out who did it now!'' She shouted, tears falling down her eyes as she carried her wobbly legs out of her apartment.
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Not long after the accident with Rita, The news network had already set up their cameras.
