Beyond the Divorce

Oliver's tone conveyed impatience. "I admit I was wrong, but Lauren won't give me a chance."

I took a step forward, eager to confront him about where he went wrong. However, I found myself frozen. I suddenly realized I had lost my composure. I had no right to say certain things, especially since Oliver came to talk to Atlas.

Atlas spoke tactfully, "I don't know how you hurt Lauren, but some words and actions are irreversible."

I had confided in Atlas about their issues before, and he understood the complexities between Oliver and Lauren. Irreversible was probably Atlas's advice to Oliver. I turned around to go back, realizing conversations between men might be more straightforward, and I couldn't interject.

Besides, I believed Atlas would handle the talk well.

I lay on the bed and pondered Lauren's grievances. I couldn't help but sigh and shake my head. I had to admire Oliver's deceased wife for being a formidable woman. She left a lasting impact, even in death. Perhaps Lauren was right. Such a relationship might not be worth holding onto. It was just as Atlas had told me about one's true love. Maybe Oliver wasn't the right person for Lauren. Therefore, separation was inevitable.

They could reunite in the future if Oliver were the right one. However, their wasted time was regrettable. Lauren wasn't getting any younger.

gradually drifted into sleep as my mind wandered. Then, a nightmare jolted

and comforted me. He pulled me in and said soothingly, "What's wrong? Did you have a

I swallowed dryly, burying my face in his chest. I

back. "What

After a while, I said, "I dreamed that someone sold me to a horrifying place. The smell of blood was potent, and the sounds of screaming echoed everywhere. Someone then pointed at me and said,

not dwell on the details as my head ached. The feeling of

I'm here There's nothing to be afraid of. We won't face such situations again

I gradually calmed down.

Atlas cradled my face and gently kissed me,