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.

tears and snot streaming down my face, I collapsed exhausted in Atlas's arms, gasping for air. It wasn't until fresh air flooded

Arnold hovered nearby, incessantly asking, "How did this happen, Atlas? Look how pale she is. Is being pregnant this tough? I..." "Shut up," Atlas snapped, silencing

breath and said to Atlas, "What about

was when Arnold remembered he was still

bought from Green Cottage, along

I heard it was porridge from Green Cottage, I pointed at it and

glanced at Arnold and ordered,

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

mouth of yours. If

glance while Atlas opened the thermos and poured the

soup and said, "You only notice he's a chatterbox now? He can talk all day by

burst out

not talk about

stopped laughing and looked at him, asking, "Aren't