Arthur:
"Hey asshole. You dented my car."
Those words echoed in his head as he regained consciousness. The sound of her voice rang in his head and drove him to tears as he remembered what she just did. He understood why she did it, but that didn't make the aching thud in his chest any less painful.
He sat sprawled across the rock he had landed for a few minutes more, dwelling in his pain, but he knew he had to get up. Grace had saved him so that he could live his best and happiest life. Even though it would hurt him he swore to himself he would be as happy as he could without her there.
Finally he pushed himself from the rocks sharp surface and moved towards the tree line in front of him. He had no idea where he was but he was bound determined to find out.