Beyond the Divorce

When he returned, I looked into his eyes and asked, "Have I really lost my memory?"

He looked at me seriously, as if contemplating how to tell me.

I anxiously stared at Atlas, urging, "You'd better tell me the truth. Don't just brush me off. The truth is, I've been like this for a long time.

"Whenever I think about things, my head feels like it will explode, especially when I hear about Stella. Can you tell me what exactly my connection with her is?"

As he observed my unsettled state, he sat on the edge of my bed, pulling me into his embrace. "Take it easy. I'll tell you everything."

"You always say that, but it feels like you're just avoiding the issue each time. Do you know that the more you do this, the more I suffer? Can you tell me about my relationship with Stella?" I acted like a child, pouting and refusing to give in.

He gave a faint smile, tightening his embrace as he cradled my head, pressing it against his chest. "You..."

After waiting a while without continuing, I broke free from his hold. I stared wide-eyed at Atlas's handsome face, tense.

"Say it..." I anxiously pressed for answers.

I felt like I was getting closer to the truth.

gentle. "You're my

shock. After a moment, I asked again, "What did you just

exquisite features remained composed, and he confidently said, "You are the Stella who has been with

I vaguely understood, his words still

at the person before me, it felt like a dream. This time, my head wasn't in pain. It was numb,

reaction,

maybe this is a hard truth for you to

back then. I'm sorry."

saying

of the imposter Stella, Annalise, and even myself

I hated the name Stella. After all, the imposter Stella, who seemed exquisite and

Stella

who could

ruthless and poison innocent

without hesitation and then pushing me