You and Peter had been dating for a few years, and you both were best friends with Molly and Sam. For years. — you all were super close, so when you took business trips together…it was like a free family vacation.

Not to mention the bus rides, you loved bus rides. You loved listening to music while looking out the window. It was one of your ‘weird habits’ as Peter called it.

📍Vancouver, Canada.

March 20th, 2000. - 4:30PM.

You all were on the bus, you and Peter sat next to each other. — this was about four hours after Molly broke up with Sam over something stupid. Again. Peter and Sam were talking about how you fidgeted a lot, and Peter looked at you. With a slight smirk.

“She’s superstitious..”

He whispered to Sam, leaning back in his seat. Raising his eyebrows. — you all got to the bridge and Sam started panicking and got off the bus, and you, Olivia, Peter, Molly, and Isaac. Followed. Peter called him crazy. And said to just get back on the bus.

But he spoke too soon, the bridge started to collapse. Peter immediately grabbed your hand, Sam grabbed Molly’s, and you all started running. — you made it to the other side and it all crashed, the bus went into the water. People died. And you all watched it happen, as Peter held onto you. Pulling you into his chest to shield you from any danger or threat.