I Never Thought That Getting Hit by a Car Would Be the Best Thing That Ever Happened to Me

From Rock Bottom to a Second Chance: Lucy’s Unexpected Reunion
Lucy had once believed she had it all—a loving family, a happy home, and a promising future. But after her divorce, she lost everything. Her husband, James, had not only betrayed her but poisoned their son, Harry, against her. Now, Harry refused to speak to her, convinced she had abandoned them.
As she stared at an old family photo, dusting it off with trembling fingers, the laughter captured in it seemed to mock her pain.
“Lucy, are you alright?” Miss Kinsley’s voice pulled her from her thoughts.
She turned to her employer and forced a smile. “Just a little tired, that’s all.”
Miss Kinsley studied her with a knowing look. “Lucy, you’ve been struggling. I appreciate your work, but my son needs someone who can bring warmth into the house.”
Lucy’s stomach sank. She knew where this was going. “Please, I need this job—I’ll do better.”
Miss Kinsley sighed. “Sometimes, holding on does more harm than letting go. You deserve more than this. I truly wish you happiness.”
Fired. Another loss.
As Lucy wandered the streets in a daze, memories of simpler times clouded her mind. She was so lost in thought that she didn’t notice the car speeding toward her.
A sharp honk jolted her awake. The headlights blinded her, and before she could react, she leaped forward—landing in a puddle of cold, murky water.
The driver slammed his door and stormed toward her. “Are you blind? You could’ve damaged my car!”
Lucy, soaked and humiliated, stammered an apology, but another voice cut through the tension.
“Glen, stop it.”
A man stepped out of the backseat—tall, confident, and sharply dressed. His gaze softened as he looked at her. “Are you hurt?”
Lucy hesitated, shaken by his kindness. “I think I’m okay,” she whispered.
“Come with us. Let’s get you somewhere warm.”
Something about him felt safe. Against her better judgment, she let him help her into the car.
They arrived at an enormous mansion, unlike anything Lucy had ever stepped foot in. Inside, the warmth and elegance took her breath away.
“It’s a bit much, isn’t it?” the man chuckled.
“A little,” she admitted, trying not to gawk.
He introduced himself as George and brought her tea while his personal doctor checked her for injuries. As they spoke, he suddenly smiled.
“You don’t remember me, do you?”
Lucy frowned, studying his features. Then it hit her. “Wait… George? George from high school?”
His grin widened. “The one and only. It’s been nearly thirty years, Lucy.”
A flood of emotions crashed over her. They reminisced about old times, laughing at their teenage antics. But when George asked about her life, the warmth faded.
She told him about her divorce, her estranged son, and losing everything. “I don’t even know who I am anymore,” she admitted.
George reached across, his hand gently covering hers. “You’re still the same Lucy I knew—the one who always found a way to shine.”
A silence stretched between them, filled with unspoken thoughts. Then, softly, George spoke.
“Do you remember prom night? I told you I loved you, and you said it wouldn’t work because we were moving to different cities.”
Lucy’s heart clenched at the memory. “I remember,” she whispered. “I’ve thought about that night so many times… What if?”
George smiled, his eyes filled with something unspoken yet undeniable. “Maybe we don’t have to wonder anymore. We have now. How about dinner? Just two old friends catching up.”
For the first time in years, Lucy felt something unfamiliar—hope.
“I’d like that,” she said. Then, with a teasing smirk, she added, “But only if you promise not to run me over again.”
George chuckled. “Deal.”
Just hours ago, Lucy had felt utterly lost. Now, as she sat across from George, she realized that sometimes, life brings people back when you need them most.
And maybe, just maybe, this was the fresh start she never saw coming.