Everything seemed to go back to normal. Half a month passed, and it would be Curtis and Colleen's wedding soon.

Staring at the calendar, Debbie mused, ‘Curtis and Colleen's wedding is in a week. So when should I fly back? I miss Carlos so much.'

After they separated, Carlos called her from time to time. But she was too proud to tell him how much she missed him. But she still cared for him. She called Emmett to ask about Carlos’ health. She felt relieved after knowing that Carlos had recovered.

Before long, some bad news came from Alorith. This was urgent. She immediately packed her belongings and flew back.

Kasie had been in a car accident.

It was a hit-and-run, and Kasie was still in a coma.

The moment she stepped off the plane, Debbie hailed a taxi and went directly to the hospital where Kasie was recuperating.

Kasie's mother, Mia Farrow, who used to be bright and bubbly, was a changed woman. She sat beside the bed, weeping quietly.

Kasie's father, Mason Garcia, sat on the couch with a deep frown marring his features.

When she saw Debbie, Mia wiped her tears and forced a smile.

“Hi

Debbie! When did you fly back?"

Debbie dropped her suitcase and came over to them.

“Hi Mason, Mia. I just got off the plane. How's Kasie?"

Mason stood up to his feet and sighed, “She's not well. Kasie is still in a coma. She had a broken rib, a broken left leg and a slight concussion..."

Debbie's heart broke at his words. Tears welled in her eyes and streamed down her cheeks. Her world got darker. She stood beside the bed and looked at the girl.

There were scratches on her face. Her forehead was swathed in bandage.

Her leg was in a plaster cast. She looked pretty bad.

Debbie didn't even dare to touch her friend. In a choked voice, she asked Kasie's parents, "What happened? How did she get Like this?"

“She was hit by a car when she was out for a walk. The driver took off," Mason said through gritted teeth.

"Once I find out who did this,

I'll kill him with my bare hands."

A hit-and-run accident? Debbie's heart skipped a beat.

"That bastard!

We need to find him! Where did she get hit? Did you call the police?"