Pressing her feet on the pedal, Nila speeds through the dark streets of London.

It feels strange to be driving in the night, with clubbers laughing on the nearby pavements, in a violet lehenga with the dupatta slipping from her shoulder.

Her family were still at the venue.

She hadn't given them any explanation or told them before leaving, and they were bound to be mad. Especially her father, considering how much it all costed.

But she'd deal with that tomorrow.

Right now, she was free from a wedded future to a homophobe and she wanted to enjoy the feeling.

Picking up her phone, she scrolled through the contacts to call her mates to meet. She couldn't celebrate alone.

As she presses the call button, a horn blasted from her right.

All within a matter a few seconds, Nila turned her head to see flashing headlights, coming towards her faster than she'd been driving.

And then came darkness.

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Good to be back guys :)