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 my spine.

about it? Since Atlas's accident, we

of doubt she had.

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

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

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

between giggles and shouts of

as she watched them play like father

imagined he'd be sodoting on our Ava,” she said, turning to my dad. "It’s no wonder Ava has taken such a liking to him. He's certainly

juice. He hadn't

glanced at my mom.

helping Ava overcome her