Lauren's words left me feeling somewhat dazed.

"The car was completely wrecked. You were only saved because the airbags deployed and protected you. Plus, the truck hit the back of your car. You narrowly escaped a catastrophe!"

Lauren continued, her voice filled with concern. "If the timing had been just a bit off... It's horrifying even to think about!"

As I listened to Lauren's account, I recalled that desperate press of the pedal. If the doctor's assessment had been accurate, a slightly delayed reaction could have left me paralyzed, or worse, I might never have seen my family again.

It was shocking to see the accident report photos later. Stella visited my ward two days later, and I admired her composure.

Stella entered, accompanied by a bodyguard, holding a big bouquet and carrying a basket of fruits. She walked in with the confidence of someone who owned the place.

I stared at her in disbelief, but she looked genuinely concerned as she quickly approached my bedside.

"Chlo,