Beyond the Divorce

Atlas took out his phone, pulled up his gallery, and placed the phone in my hands. He started to recount the past.

"Take a look. This is the real Annalise!"

I gazed at the young girl in the phone album. She was beautiful, with lively, sparkling eyes and a radiant smile.

"The night after Aunt Hailey passed away, we huddled in that empty room. I'll never forget the loneliness, helplessness, and fear. It made me anxious."

He glanced at me, his eyes filled with bitterness.

"I was scared, but Aunt Hailey told me I was a man and had to take care of Stella. Once lively and bustling with family, that room ended up with just the two of us. It was eerily silent."

A faint, sorrowful twitch appeared at the corner of Atlas's mouth.

Even after so many years, he still recalled those events with a sense of helplessness.

in my arms. I wanted to as well, but I didn't dare to cry, let alone sleep. Aunt Hailey's departure haunted

never expected that dawn marked the moment we would be separated. When Celine arrived, she was there to inspect our house. When she walked in and saw us, she asked her

you, begging them to let me take you to Grandma's house, but no one listened. I watched as they dragged you into

his grip on me

his embrace, and tears

He hugged me tighter. "Chlo, don't be afraid. We won't be separated

I

silent because I had no memories, and at that moment, I couldn't accept that I was

lost both of his parents, and the only family he had left had been poisoned. Then, I, his only source of support, was taken

I overheard

the White family, saying that it was Rory's daughter.

after my parents' deaths, the Pierce family took over my father's company

family?" I looked at