Driving off
As they drove away, escorted by the remaining police cars, the tension in the air began to lift. Ethan reached over and took Julia’s hand, squeezing it gently. She looked at him, her eyes filled with love and regret. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered again. Ethan shook his head. “We’ll get through this together,” he said firmly. Julia nodded, leaning her head against his shoulder as the car disappeared into the night.
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