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.

arms. I wanted to as well, but I didn't dare to cry, let alone sleep. Aunt

When Celine arrived, she was there to inspect our house. When she walked in

house, but no one listened. I watched as they dragged you into that car. You reached out, calling for me, 'I won't go.

on me tightened as his

leaned into his embrace, and tears

here!" He hugged me tighter. "Chlo, don't be

last for two years. I begged Grandpa to send people to inquire, but there was no news.

and at that moment, I couldn't accept that I was

I could imagine Atlas's plight at the time. He had lost both of his parents, and the only family he had left had been

I overheard

it was Rory's daughter. I was overjoyed and secretly went to the Pierce residence. However, the person I

had heard Grandpa and others say that after my parents' deaths, the Pierce family took over my father's company and wouldn't let

Cross family?" I looked at Atlas and asked. "Isn't the Cross

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