Beyond the Divorce

I heard a loud crash behind us, followed by two explosions.

Despite the impact, the car continued to move forward steadily. Dylan slapped the steering wheel and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did I open my eyes. The crossroad we had just narrowly crossed was now engulfed in flames, with the sound of exploding cars becoming more distant by the moment. I could feel Atlas's arm tightly around mine, which was relaxed slightly. He nervously asked, "Chloe, are you okay?"

"I'm not-"

Before I could finish my sentence, there was a sharp, cracking sound. My body immediately lurched to the left with a tremendous bang.

Atlas blocked my body with a powerful arm, wrapped another hand around my waist, and his head slammed against the car window.

I felt his hand loosen slightly for a little second. However, as soon as he realized it, he pulled me back into his embrace.

I clung tightly to his body, shivering from dread.

are you okay?"

Otherwise, he would have been in danger with that impact. After confirming that none of us were hurt, Dylan focused

deviated from the track, and this road was

that, although we thought we had shaken off the tail, more cars

appeared, relentlessly pursuing

said, "It seems like they're going all out. They won't

comforted me, then said to Dylan, "Hold

knew that support would definitely come,

a

Grandpa was right-his place was

wouldn't target his grandson and great-grandson, would he? But could it be that

I whispered in Atlas's ear, "Atlas, does Grandpa know that Celine wants to

Bang!

screamed, feeling a faint sense of falling