Tyler's POV
I glanced at the rearview mirror, catching a glimpse of the mall fading into the distance behind us. The sight of Danielle sitting on a bench with Azura sent a pang of guilt through me, but I couldn't allow myself to be swayed by sentimentality.
The road stretched out before me, the midday sun beating down on the asphalt, casting long shadows across the landscape. The familiar hum of the engine filled the car, a constant companion on the lonely journey.
As we drove on, the weight of our mission hung heavy in the air. The silence between Elias and me was deafening, each passing mile a reminder of the distance that lay between us and our destination. I gripped the steering wheel tighter, my knuckles turning white with tension. There was no turning back now. With a deep breath,
