Beyond the Divorce

I felt a twinge of jealousy when he mentioned growing up with the real Stella. Not to mention the affectionate photo of them together.

Growing up together fostered a strong bond.

"So, what's her relationship with Annalise? Why does everyone say you love Annalise?" I looked at Atlas's handsome features, always wanting to unravel the mystery.

The more worried I became, the more I felt that many things were hazy and just out of reach.

I didn't know if it was my dullness or Atlas was genuinely trying to protect me. I'm sure he had his reasons.

Could it be that, as this impostor Stella claimed, there was a secret he couldn't reveal?

Atlas hugged me tightly, making me feel at home. Perhaps he treated me this way because I closely resembled the real Stella.

"Don't listen to what others are saying. They're just trying to confuse you. Just trust in what I say," he reminded me once again.

"Looking back, after my parents passed away, I didn't even know what happiness meant. Everyone in my grandfather's family was in mourning and trying to investigate things with my father's family. They all neglected me."

This was the first time I heard Atlas bring up the subject. I leaned against his chest, listening intently, afraid of missing anything.

there was an

me, telling us not to cry. She urged me to live well, inherit my father's business, and establish my

sympathized with him. He must have been

Hailey was saying. I was just

could fully understand Atlas's emotions at that time. After all, he was only ten years old. How helpless he must

to imagine my situation at ten,

first time I truly understood the word 'death,' which meant a final goodbye. I could

my hand even tighter, with one hand on the back of my head, pressing my

Aunt Hailey who continuously injected me with a kind of spiritual support, you

down at me. "It

goals. 'Grow

your own family.' They were also the hope that kept me going

really good!" I