"I had Carter bring you some oatmeal, which you said tasted good before."
Standing by the roadside, Cora received a call from Byron, fearing she might be bored waiting alone and wanting to keep her company.
"I'm fine with anything. There's no need to bring me the oatmeal especially," Cora replied.
Actually, she was craving spicy pizza and two bottles of beer.
However, since she lied about being pregnant, Byron forbade her to eat junk food.
"It's better to have something you like. I heard pregnant women can be picky with food, and some might even feel nauseous from certain smells. But you seem to be doing fine," Byron remarked.
His words made Cora freeze for a moment.
She couldn't help but wonder if he was testing her.
"Some pregnant women have a good appetite. By the way, it's said that when a woman is pregnant, she should eat whatever she desires, or else the child might have asymmetry eyes," Cora teased, slyly trying to convince Byron to get her something she truly wanted.
"Just say you want pizzas," Byron said, easily figuring out her concealed meaning.
Cora briefly suspected that Byron had already seen through her fake pregnancy.
"Are you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, a harsh engine sound interrupted her.
When she turned around, she saw a car speeding toward her.
At that moment, Cora's mind went blank.
"What's wrong with me?"
Byron was still waiting for Cora to continue her sentence.
"Cora?"
As Byron received no response from Cora, he instead heard a crashing sound.
Then there was only silence.
Feeling panicked, he dialed her number again, but it went straight to voicemail.
"Something is off!"
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