Beyond the Divorce

I quickly got dressed and headed downstairs. Atlas also woke up and looked at me, but I gestured to him, saying, “Go back to sleep.”

I wondered who could be at the door and why they pressed the doorbell so frantically early in the morning. It made me uneasy, and I hoped nothing bad had happened.

Unexpectedly, I saw Grace through the peephole and quickly understood what was happening.

After some thought, I opened the door. Grace hurried in and angrily pushed me aside when she saw me. I could do nothing besides shaking my head in resignation.

Once inside, Grace scolded me, “You lied to me! You promised to let me see Ava, but where is she? She’s my granddaughter and has the Murphys’ blood in her veins. Why won't you let me see her?!”

I gazed at her and realized she had the Murphy family trait of yelling. However, I gave her space to vent because she was the most pitiful member of the family but also cared dearly for Ava.

thanks to my son. It's unfair that you have a place like this to

door and returned to the living room to pour her some

to fool me. Where's Ava?!” She turned to head

to

looking skeptical. “Celestis Island? Why

word. Since I agreed to let you see Ava, I won't hide her from you. Stop being a skeptic. I still want to thank you for caring about Ava, no matter what. I won't stoop to your level. I'll call you when she returns,

so far so early in the morning. I wondered how she persuaded the security to let her

to fucking deceive me with your

shamelessness and cut her off, “ Don't make a scene in my house! You know how well I treat you! Is this how all the Murphys are? Can't you

I don’t want

trying to scare her. However, I felt conflicted because I didn't want Ava to turn out like the