Screeching brakes, crashing cars, bright red pools of blood, and people lying in the blood…
The pictures in the video all stimulated Lumma.
She didn’t know why she felt more and more difficult to breathe when watching a video of a car accident as if she would suffocate at any time.
Seeing that the time had come, Velez immediately asked Lumma a question, “Ms. Louis, do you feel uncomfortable watching this video? Does this video remind you of anything?”
Lumma shook her head violently, unwilling to admit the discomfort this video brought to herself, but some bloody images uncontrollably emerged in her mind.
Velez asked forcefully, “Ms. Louis, then you should watch this video carefully, you might be able to. remember some things you don’t want to think about.”
“Do I have to watch it even though you asked me to do so? If you tell me to think, do I have to think about it? Mr. Hills, watch it slowly, I’ll go out and get some air.” Lumma got up violently, trying to escape from this confusing situation, where she was suffocating. But Adam grabbed her.
“Lumma.” Not only did he call her name in his low, sexy, and pleasant voice, he looked at her kindly. “I’m here, don’t be afraid. Talk about your fears and let’s work it out together.”
“Mr. Hills, what are you talking about? Why can’t I understand a single word?” Lumma shook his hand vigorously. “What do you mean that you are here, so I don’t have to be afraid? Why should I tell you the fear in my heart and work together to solve it? You are just my boss, not my husband, do you think it is appropriate for you to say this to me?”
Adam said nothing.
“I have no fear, I’m not afraid of anything. I don’t speak up. Don’t push me…” Lumma covered her head, unwilling to think about it. But she was gradually overwhelmed by memories.
There was a lot of blood, and her father’s weak but firm voice. “Lumma, close your eyes, forget everything that happened today, and live a good life in the future.”
“Dad, don’t go, don’t leave Lumma…” Lumma stretched out her hand, trying to grab her father’s hand, but was held tightly by a big warm palm. “Don’t be afraid, Lumma, I’m always here.”
This voice was deep and mellow as if it had a huge soothing ability.
Her father’s kind and gentle face seemed to appear in front of her eyes. Lumma threw herself into his arms desperately, holding him tightly. “Dad, I’m sorry! If it wasn’t for saving Lumma, you wouldn’t have had an accident. I’m sorry! Sorry!”
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