Isabella’s POV.
I turned my head to look back at Esam's car that was chasing us.
He was close but the rogue driver was faster. His car seemed faster, pushing past him Esam with a wider space, gaining more and more distance apart.
My heart pounded more and more as I watched the gap between us grow wider. An idea pushed into my head.
I had to intervene, surely if I didn't do anything, this rogue might just take us somewhere we didn't know.
I guided my son gently to the seat again, cushioning his head with my bag as I hoped to the moon goddess for his protection
When my son was in a good place and I was sure that he wouldn't fall, at least to the best of my abilities, I lunged at the driver and grabbed his neck.
“What is wrong with you?!” He yelled, his eyes unsteady between the road
