One blink.
The doctor placed a hand on the writing board.
“That is enough for now.”
Ethan resisted weakly.
His pen scratched across the surface.
One final word appeared.
MARA.
Vivian looked toward the doctor.
“We should let him rest.”
But Ethan’s hand shifted toward me.
I took it.
His fingers closed around mine.
“What about Mara?” I asked.
His lips moved.
This time, the sound was clearer.
“She… lied.”
“About what?”
His eyes drifted toward Vivian.
Then toward the open doorway.
Jason stood there.
No one had heard him arrive.
Ethan’s hand tightened.
He looked at me with sudden urgency.
“The crash,” he whispered. “It wasn’t meant for me.”
The room went silent.
Jason’s face lost all color.
Ethan struggled to draw another breath.
“Clara…”
“I’m here.”
His eyes held mine.
“The car was yours.”
PART 3 — FINAL PART
Ethan’s words seemed to remain suspended in the room long
