DAMIAN POV
I tossed my phone onto the passenger seat and shifted the gear, pulling away from my house. Its been fifteen minutes into the drive when I noticed something odd in my rearview mirror. A dark sedan had pulled in behind me , maintaining a steady distance. At first , I dismissed it as a coincidence – a driver heading in the same direction. But as I turned into the different road, the sedan followed the suit, its headlights glaring in my mirror.
"shit! Why are you following me?" I muttered, glancing nervously at the rearview mirror. "this is not the kind of night I planned for."
A slight unease crept over me. I signaled and changed lanes, trying to shake off the tail. The sedan kept its distance but did not veer off. Two more cars had joined the parade, forming a line of pursuit behind me.. "now, this can't be a coincidence". I sped up, trying to test waters. The lead car responded by accelerating as well. I tried another tactic—driving through a series of convoluted backstreets and making abrupt changes in the direction. The cars followed closely, though their formation beginning to falter slightly.
"come on, seriously?" I muttered, frustration lacing my voice . " how many of you are there? What is this, a parade?". I headed towards the industrial district, where the streets were less populated and offered more opportunities to maneuver . I wove through alleys and took sharp corners , finally the lead car was struggling to keep up with my erratic path .
"finally," I said, catching my breath. "maybe I can get away from this after all." But as soon as I began to relax , I saw the reflection of flashing lights up ahead . "I am in no mood to play chase", I muttered, shifting gears and taking a sudden exit. " this night just keeps getting... better."
Finally, I noticed the cars behind me were falling further away. My breath came in ragged bursts as I slowed down, allowing myself a moment of peace. "it seems I have managed to shake them off."
I checked my wristwatch – an hour had already passed since I was supposed to meet Agnes. "she might be worried." I reached for my phone. Just when I dialed her number , the dark sedan reappeared in front of me , cutting off my path. I slammed on my brakes, coming to a sudden stop. Two figures emerged from the sedan and approached my car.
Before I could react or even fully comprehendthe situation, everything went dark.
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Intertwine
RomanceAs Agnes and Damian navigates the complexities of their renewed acquaintances, secrets from their past resurfaces, challenging their perceptions of each other. Both of them must confront their unresolved issues and decide whether to let their world...
