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.

down my

know so much about it? Since Atlas's accident, we haven't been in close contact. So why take the

clearing up any feelings of doubt she had. His kindness and patience

nose and asked, “Are

Uncle Atlas will protect me! Uncle Atlas will save me and beat up the bad guys!” Ava’s voice

her on his shoulder. He held her hands and pretended to fly as he walked toward

between giggles and shouts of

mom sat in the shade and smiled as she watched them play

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

contentedly, reclining in his beach chair and sipping his juice. He hadn't said a word, but his expression spoke volumes—he

glanced at my mom. “Mom, don't

Ava overcome her