When The Tesla Called

The automated call from the Tesla came at 10 PM, shattering the illusion of my perfect life with Ryan.

"A collision has been detected. The registered owner, Ryan Scott, may be unresponsive."

I rushed to the ER, dread gripping my heart, only to find him on a gurney, pale and sweaty.

But he wasn't alone; Sylvia, his brother's widow, was clutching his hand, looking disheveled and frantic.

Then, my childhood friend, Dr. Andrew Lester, delivered the chilling truth: "There was no collision. Mr. Scott experienced... an acute allergic reaction. Anaphylaxis."