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.

felt that there was an inseparable connection between Atlas and

only be with Aunt Hailey at that time. She held Stella and me, telling us not to cry. She urged me to live

been a

that I was still a kid and couldn't completely understand what Aunt Hailey was saying. I was just immersed in fear, despair, and grief. I really couldn't believe

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

situation at ten, but I couldn't

was the first time I truly understood the word 'death,' which meant a final

hand on the

Aunt Hailey

looked down at me. "It was

gave me goals. 'Grow up quickly. Inherit your

were also the hope that

good!" I sighed