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.

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

would be separated. When Celine arrived, she was there to inspect our house. When she walked in and saw us, she asked her entourage sternly, 'Why are they still

me take you to Grandma's house, but no one listened. I watched as they

Atlas spoke, his grip on me tightened as his

into his embrace,

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

this separation would last for two years. I begged Grandpa

at that moment, I

his parents, and the only family he had left had been poisoned. Then,

I overheard

had returned to the White family, saying that it was Rory's daughter. I was overjoyed and secretly went to the Pierce

father's company and wouldn't let go. Grandpa tried several times but failed." Rose had told me before that

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