Hannah Simmons had everything to live for.
She was 23, glowing with youth, and deeply in love with her fiancé, Javonte.
In the backseat sat their world: 9-month-old Alana, a baby girl with eyes that sparkled with intelligence. But there was another secret.
Hannah was pregnant again. Life was blooming.
It was a Tuesday morning in Georgia. April 25, 2017.
Hannah needed to get to her prenatal checkup. Since Javonte was at work, she asked her best friend, Lauren, to ride shotgun.
Just a routine trip to the doctor.
They pulled onto Highway 347. The radio was playing. The baby was cooing.
But as they approached a busy intersection, the wheels of the Subaru Legacy lost traction.
Control vanished in a split second.
The car swerved across the median. Into oncoming traffic.
Directly into the path of a massive white truck.
There was no time to scream.