Beyond the Divorce

After the laughter subsided, I felt a vague sense of unease. I exchanged glances with Atlas, and I knew he understood my thoughts. However, with elders and a child present, neither of us could speak openly.

From what I gathered from Atlas’s calls, Dylan was dealing with the aftermath of Ava's kidnapping. Although I hadn't asked, I could tell from his conversations that despite their efforts, Dylan and his team hadn't found the man.

Even if he had been lucky, jumping from such a high bridge would not have left him unharmed. However, the fact that there was still no sign of him indicated he was skilled.

Despite extensive searches by the authorities and Atlas's team, he had not been found. He must have escaped.

As long as he was on the loose, the threat remained. He was a potential danger. Who was to say he wouldn't threaten us again someday?

It seemed he was targeting me, or at least, I was his goal. But I was sure that I had never met him.

Ava and Atlas's account of what happened provided me with valuable insights. The man who took Ava knew about

Atlas and me. He even knew about Ava's affection for Atlas.

shivers down

it? Since Atlas's accident, we haven't been in close

feelings of doubt she had. His kindness and patience moved me

playfully pinched Ava's nose and asked, “Are you

beat

He easily picked her up and put her on his shoulder. He held her hands and

between giggles and

as she watched them

"It’s no wonder Ava has taken such a liking to him. He's certainly more

reclining in his beach chair and sipping his juice. He hadn't said a word, but his expression

mom. “Mom, don't jump

just helping Ava overcome