Beyond the Divorce

I nestled comfortably in his arms, listening to his descriptions. It was my first time here, so everything felt novel.

"Is there anything delicious to eat here?" I asked.

"Of course. When did my baby become such a foodie?" He nibbled on my earlobe, and I instinctively recoiled, giggling.

I whispered softly in his ear, "I don't see any chaos here."

He laughed and kissed me. "Everything always looks more glamorous on the surface."

I immediately understood his underlying message. But I felt content and safe with him by my side.

When we arrived at the hotel, I was even more amazed. The beauty here was intoxicating. I had seen plenty of subtropical landscapes, but this place left me speechless. As we got out of the cars, Atlas said to Arnold, "You take care of them."

Arnold was clearly very familiar with this place. And to my surprise, the people here spoke a language I understood.

The hotel was by the sea, with detached guesthouses. Atlas didn't bother about the others and took me to our unit. "What about them?" I asked worriedly.

regular here," Atlas

could see a few of our people

in the room, Atlas swept me up without hesitation, carrying me upstairs and pressing me

me. I couldn't resist his warmth, and soon, we

problem after another recently. It had been a while since we

long, we had both laid ourselves bare with no lingering resentment. Any grievances we had for

my frustration

he held me close, asking,

snorted. "You've had your fill,

down on me again. "Who said

began, and I was completely swept away. I had no strength to do anything else by

he looked at me, asking, "Shall I get them to bring food up? We

not here on vacation. Are you sure it's okay to leave them like that?" I looked at him, puzzled by his seemingly

don't worry," he reassured me. "Of course, if you feel up to it, I'm willing to continue our workout." "I'm

got up, washed up, put on some clothes, and went

at the breathtaking scenery outside. The floor-to-ceiling window offered a panoramic view