Beyond the Divorce

Arnold strutted in with indifference, voicing his reproach for Atlas. "I told you that you shouldn't have let her go there. Look at how precarious it turned out. It's almost cost my nephew's life." "Atlas, let me tell you, you're too arrogant. If something were to happen, you'd regret it big time, wouldn't you? Besides..."

Atlas and I exchanged a glance, both of us chiming in unison, "Enough."

Seeing the synchrony between us, Arnold pointed at me angrily. "You're just heartless."

I laughed and collapsed into Atlas's embrace. At that moment, I felt incredibly happy. It was no wonder I couldn't control the urge to vomit when I smelled blood at Navi's base.

Just thinking about it made my stomach churn, and it felt like that bloody odor was assaulting me again.

"Ugh..."

I clamped my hand over my mouth, feeling the sweat beads forming on my forehead.

Atlas immediately tensed up, swiftly jumping out of bed to carry me to the bathroom, where I retched.

He gently patted my back as he watched me with concern. There was hardly anything left to throw up. My stomach was already empty.

exhausted in Atlas's arms, gasping for air. It wasn't until fresh air flooded my lungs

nearby, incessantly asking, "How did this happen, Atlas? Look how

to Atlas,

remembered he was still holding

the soup I bought from

porridge from Green Cottage, I pointed at it and told

and ordered, "Bring it

"I knew you'd like it, so I calculated the time and rushed

teased Arnold. "Hana might avoid you altogether with that mouth of yours. If you want to talk, tell us about Denton's situation. Maybe I'lbe more interested

playful glance while Atlas opened the thermos

me the bowl of soup and said, "You only notice he's a chatterbox now? He

burst

not

looked at