That memory hit me like a punch in the gut, and before I could dwell on it any longer, chaos erupted nearby.
A small dog suddenly darted out of nowhere, sending the crowd into a frenzy. People screamed and stumbled to get out of the way.
The commotion jolted me back to reality just as the dog charged toward me.
I reached out to pull Stephanie back, but before I could, someone shoved me hard from behind.
I lost my balance and stumbled over the safety line, finding myself dangerously close to the fired materials.
The crowd’s shouts and warnings blended into one chaotic roar.
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a figure running toward me through the crowd.
For a brief moment, hope flickered in my chest. Was Serena coming to help me?
But no.
She rushed past me without hesitation and went straight to Cyril, who had also been pushed past the safety line.
What am I even hoping for?
I wanted to laugh at myself, but it felt too hollow. All I could feel was the sting of irony.
Thankfully, Stephanie appeared just in time. She helped me back over the safety line, supporting me as I limped on an injured ankle.