Elara skidded her motorbike towards the mountain when she noticed a car following her. It wasn't hard for her to guess who the man behind the wheel was.
And just like she had thought, the man increased the speed of the car, following her to the narrow and steep paths.
It was dangerous, especially at night, and after not riding a bike for four years, Elara's hands trembled in fear.
But the fear of being caught, interrogated about her activities, and facing Daniel's wrath was greater. Thus, without thinking twice, she accelerated her bike.
It wasn't long before the wrong turn she took led her to a dead end.
Elara's heart skipped a beat, and she twisted the handle sharply, applying sharp brakes to avoid falling into the ditch.
It was going to be a narrow save, and one miscalculated move would end her life.
