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

much about it? Since Atlas's accident,

watched Atlas interact with Ava, clearing up any feelings of doubt

pinched Ava's nose and asked,

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

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

giggles and shouts of

the shade and smiled as

Ava,” she said, turning to my dad. "It’s no wonder Ava has taken such a liking to him. He's

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

glanced at my mom. “Mom, don't

overcome