Chapter 749

　　Third person's POV 　　The car slowly emerged from the underground garage, breaking through the darkness into the open air. 　　The streets were adorned with mistletoe trees, people bustling about in preparation for Christmas. 　　"It's been years since we celebrated together," Derek said suddenly, his voice tinged with nostalgia. 　　"Yeah." In those days when survival was all that mattered, Tabitha hadn't had the luxury of thinking about holidays. 　　"It's the last day of the year. Where are you taking me?" Tabitha glanced at Derek. 　　"You'll see." 　　The car wound its way out of the city, into the countryside. Snowflakes danced in the air, painting the world in white. 　　The road grew steeper, the landscape wilder. Soon, there were no buildings in sight—just endless trees and snow. 　　Tabitha gripped the armrest as the car jolted over uneven terrain. After what felt like hours, they reached a remote valley deep in the mountains. Even their phones lost signal. 　　"There's a signal jammer here,"