She Trusts Maps, Not People

Once, during a business dinner event, I had a little too much to drink and wasn't in the condition to drive, so Sonia volunteered to pick me up.

When she reached an intersection in the road, the light was red on our side, but she saw the arrow on OmniGo flashing green. So, to my horror, she floored the gas and shot forward confidently.

"OmniGo said that it's supposed to be a green light now. That traffic light is wrong! Only idiots would stay put!"

I was already tipsy from all the alcohol and feeling out of it. However, her words instantly woke me up.

I let out a scream of terror. Before I could stop her, however, a truck came flying toward us from the side and crashed into us.

I lost all consciousness after the massive crash.

When I woke up again, I realized that both my legs were amputated. I'd lost them forever and was now wheelchair-bound. Yet, all Sonia got was just a mild concussion and a fracture.

When the traffic police came to investigate the accident, she was still in her hospital bed and defiantly arguing her case.

"The traffic light system was off! OmniGo said that it was supposed to be a green light! I am not at fault for this!"

After being discharged from the hospital, Sonia then pretended to offer to take care of me. However, she was actually making my life worse.

Once, it was raining heavily when I was due at the hospital for a follow-up consultation. Sonia ordered an Uber for me, but she set the pickup location at a flooded intersection a third of a mile away from my home.

I thought of asking the Uber driver to pick me up at my home instead, but Sonia snatched my phone away and began acting like some supreme authority, defending her decision.

"This pickup point is the best one recommended by OmniGo! You can't change it as you like! The system has already set it as that!"

However, just as the Uber was arriving, she suddenly claimed that she had a stomachache. She returned my phone to me, telling me to leave first as she would arrive afterward.

I didn't want to miss my hospital appointment, so I had no choice but to wheel myself out to the pickup point she had set.

The roads outside had flooded, and the water was already ankle-deep. I couldn't see much ahead of me and ended up plunging headfirst into a large puddle.

Sonia arrived much later. She then turned her nose up at me when she saw me struggling in the dirty water.

"Really, Amanda? You're a grown woman. How could you still be playing in the puddles at your age? You're disgusting!

"By the way, my boyfriend just told me that he's taking me out on a date, so I'm leaving now. Get back up on your own. See ya."

With that, Sonia left without so much as a backward glance at me.

Due to the prolonged exposure to the rain and the dirty, muddy floodwaters soaking into my amputation wounds, I ended up developing a severe infection, which ultimately led to multiple organ failure.

In my final moments in the intensive care unit, my dying wish was just to see my parents again for the last time.

So, Sonia called an Uber for my parents, but she dropped them off at a point that was at least a dozen blocks away from the hospital. OmniGo had recommended it as "the best place for drop-off".

As it turned out, I never got to see my parents again before I died.

My body trembled as an overwhelming wave of hatred and resentment surged through me.

Since Sonia trusted OmniGo so much, she could jolly well live her life with the wretched app by herself, then!

"Amanda? Amanda! What are you daydreaming about?"

Sonia nudged me impatiently when she realized that I wasn't responding to her.

I glanced away from her and decided not to waste my breath on her anymore. Instead, I pulled up the transit ticket on my phone. Just as the bus doors were about to close, I quickly scanned my ticket and hopped on.

The doors swung shut right after me. That was when I finally turned around and smiled at her.

Sonia watched in shock as the bus then pulled out of the station.

I looked out of the bus window before lowering my head and sending her a text message.

"Since OmniGo said the bus is arriving in ten minutes, you can wait for it."

After that, I found myself a seat and sat down, setting my phone to silent mode.

I figured that she would also arrive late to the airport and miss the flight, just like in my past life, so I canceled her flight ticket.

Although I wanted to see her reaction in person, I believed that it was more important to protect my own life this time.

I arrived at the airport three hours earlier without Sonia's interference.