"Brother, Yasmine is not up yet? You spoil her too much."
"I came with all my bags, but she's still sleeping. Doesn't she welcome me?"
I leaned quietly against the bedroom door, watching her feign grievance in front of Chandler.
He ruffled her hair lovingly.
"How could that be? I'll go call her."
He knew I'd slept late after being injured.
When he looked up, our eyes met as I regarded him calmly.
Lily jumped towards me, covering her mouth exaggeratedly.
"Yasmine, is your leg really injured?"
"I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. If I hadn't fainted and had trouble breathing, Senior Brother wouldn't have been so anxious to leave you behind."
Her voice trembled, but her eyes revealed hidden pride.
Chandler couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward, patting her shoulder tenderly.
"It's not your fault. In the dark, none of us could see clearly."
"Yasmine, were you in pain and scared at that time?"
Looking at Lily's seemingly concerned face, I was back on that dreadful night.
Before our May Day trip, Lily complained of boredom and wanted to join us.
Packing last minute, she left late and got stuck in traffic.
As night fell on the country road, visibility was poor, so I asked Chandler to drive slower.
But Lily, in the passenger seat, kept urging him to go faster due to a stomachache.
The accident happened instantly. My head was hit repeatedly, leaving me dazed with searing pain in my thigh.
I called out "Chandler".
But he ignored me, hurriedly picking up Lily and disappearing into the darkness.
My thigh was stuck in the car door. Despite agonizing attempts to free myself, I failed.
The front caught fire. In that moment, I felt utter despair, thinking I would die.
Fortunately, a kind passerby rescued me just before the car exploded.
I came to my senses and nodded calmly.
"Yeah, I was very scared. Without those kind people, I would've died minutes later."
"Yasmine, I don't know..."
Chandler showed rare guilt, wanting to comfort me.
But before he could take a step, Lily grabbed him.
"Wow, surviving disaster means future fortune! Senior brother, it happened, no need to blame yourself too much. Let's buy Yasmine a cake to apologize!"
Blame and make amends?
That wasn't necessary.
They quickly comforted each other, no one really caring about my feelings as the victim.
They returned swiftly with an exquisite strawberry cake.
"Yasmine, thanks to you, I can eat this today."