Gatsby sat in the front seat of the
car in awe, as he looked at his lover --
Daisy lay crushed from the impact of the accident.
Myrtle choked on her last few breaths and she lay helplessly on the ground in front of the car.
Wilson ran over, raging, after hearing the loud screeching of the accident. His teary, red eyes met Gatsby's as they experienced a moment of mutual sympathy, until anger once again intervened.
