Beyond the Divorce

The car burst forth as it chased the elusive tail lights ahead.I was sure those tail lights belonged to the same black car.

At that moment, I wished I could grow wings and fly to my daughter's side.I didn’t want to be afraid, thinking I would replace Ava in that car.

Night had fallen, and the streetlights were far behind us, making everything look hazier.

Just then, the car navigated through a sloping bend in the road.

There was a dense forest on the right and a steep valley on the left, with our car being lower and the other higher.

Our car wasn’t slow, and I knew the driver had professional training.

He handled the speed and curves exceptionally.I saw the other car despite the darkness.

We could catch up to them once we made it around this bend.

I didn’t stop looking at the other car as I grew more anxious.

There weren't many cars on this road, especially in this winding section.

Although the slope wasn’t steep, it seemed endless.

I was relieved we were about to catch up, but something horrifying happened.

For some reason, the other car tumbled down the left side of the valley, producing a terrifying crunch.

the dark, I could tell it was a heavy crash as the sound echoed throughout

stunned as I watched everything

Atlas’s arms and leaped forward, exclaiming,

to struggle and

on me to

"Chloe, calm down!"

"Save her! Ava...My daughter!"

bit Atlas's

go—I

"Chloe, calm down!"

Atlas shouted at me.

radio sounded, "Agent 2, locate the

"Roger!"

I heard an approaching

Atlas, then out

our car turned onto a parallel road where

was bright as day outside the

car stopped at the bend, where the view was

two helicopters hovered overhead, their searchlights illuminating the valley where the car had

tightly and pointed toward the

"Chlo, look!"

followed his gesture,

I followed his gesture, and my