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.

Atlas's arms, gasping for air. It wasn't until fresh air

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

to Atlas, "What about my food?

when Arnold remembered he was still

is the soup I bought

from Green Cottage, I pointed at it and told

Arnold and ordered, "Bring it

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

are you so chatty?" I 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

Atlas opened the thermos and

and said, "You only notice he's a chatterbox

burst out

rubbed my back. "Let's not

looked at him, asking, "Aren't