Beyond the Divorce

Chapter 907

I didn't know who to trust anymore. Maybe I could only trust Atlas, who was holding me tight right now.

I wanted to know what happened to past me, but it seemed impossible to find any answers.

I really didn't understand why they erased my memories. They had no right to strip away my right to know, no matter who they were.

After a while, I finally calmed my overwhelming emotions and stepped out of Atlas's embrace.

I looked up at him, pretended nothing was wrong, and said, "It's nothing, I just missed you. Let's go home."

He bent down, gazed into my eyes, and said softly, "Really? If there's something wrong, you need to tell me. I'll help you fix it."

"What if I never remember the past again?" I couldn't hold back my emotions.

"Don't think about it, then," he said decisively.

"But I want to know about the time we spent together." I started to tear up.

"I'll tell you all about it. I'll recount every day I remember. I won't miss a single detail," he said solemnly.

Melancholy washed over me.

remembered myself? What I remembered carried the

didn't want Atlas

been worrying about me for

I said,

nodded without

cheerful facade and linking my arm with his as we walked

about the people I met at Archie's request. I was sure that Atlas knew who

him the gifts they had given me, and he took the ugly stone, examining it with

that rock? Take it

back, saying, "I can't take a gift that was meant

Then I looked at him suspiciously and teased,

and praised, "You're too generous,

inwardly. He really knew how to sweet-talk me. It was just a stone, but he

the small, transparent glass bottle

I'm going to get Dad to plant them in the garden when I get back. We'll

me and said, "Maybe you'll

grinned like a child, clutching

" Mr. Gordon's gift was too expensive.

jade pendant from around my neck and showed it to

nerves and will help me sleep. I don't know if it was just a placebo, but I slept very

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