The car’s engine hummed as they sped through the night, the dense trees on either side of the road casting long shadows over them. The tension inside the car was palpable, the silence heavy with unspoken questions. Leila sat in the passenger seat, her mind whirling as she tried to process everything that had happened. Daniel was back—but could she trust him?
In the backseat, Ethan pressed a cloth to his bleeding shoulder, grimacing in pain, while Lily kept her eyes on Gabriel, who was barely holding on. His breathing was shallow, each rise and fall of his chest weaker than the last. Time was running out.
Leila glanced at Daniel, his face illuminated only by the faint glow of the dashboard. His expression was focused, almost too calm considering everything that had just transpired. The Da
