Beyond the Divorce

"I have a plan." Atlas asserted confidently.

"What

plan?" Arnold asked.

"I'll tell you tonight."

"Okay." Arnold nodded.

I felt uneasy. I put down the spoon in my hand and looked at Atlas. "Atlas, aren't you getting too comfortable at deceiving me? Has it become a routine for you now?"

Atlas's smile was charming as he sat down behind me. "No way, I can't keep it from you this time. You need to know our entire plan to work with us. But with so many people around in the hospital, we need to be careful."

His reasoning seemed sound, and after a moment of hesitation, I glanced at the door and nodded. "Alright then. But remember what you said."

After finishing my meal, I pushed the small table away. "I need to go see my dad."

father's room. Luckily, he had just woken up. When he saw us enter, his eyes lit up, and he seemed to regain

a cotton swab, dampened it, and wiped

hand, studying me. "Don't worry about me. How about

words and seeing his anxious expression, I knew he must have found

he said gently, "Atlas has already told me. I know you two are married

earnestly to my father. "Yes. We're married,

wish of Atlas's parents. You two have been inseparable since childhood, and we all hoped to see the day you get married and continue the friendship between our families. It's just

his hand. "Dad, don't worry too much. We are

father reached out to him. Atlas offered his hand to my father. My

father's words were simple but meaningful.

Stella is

for a moment."

solemn promise. I'll take care of her and our children. That's

have wanted to live and get humiliated for so many years. I would have gone to