The silence of the forest was shattered by the screeching of tires and the sickening thud of metal meeting wood. Devansh had played a dangerous gamble, but it was the only way to vanish from the goons' sight.

As the car lurched toward the massive trunk, Devansh didn't think about the steering wheel or the engine. His left arm shot out like a shield, his palm pressing firmly against Meenakshi's shoulder, pinning her back so her head wouldn't shatter against the dashboard.