Beyond the Divorce

"He smirked and told me that Louis and Tammy had died in a plane crash, and I was 'dead' along with them," my father choked.

"At that moment, I passed out. When I woke up again, I wasn't in that small dark room anymore. He had moved me to a bamboo building deep in the mountains with two guards." "Did you know where that was?" I asked, my heart aching with anger. I wanted to kill Clark.

He shook his head. "I had no idea. I didn't even know how far we had traveled. I'm sure they used something on me. My head was spinning when I woke up.

"I wanted to leave. I wanted to verify what Clark said. I simply couldn't believe that Louis and his wife could have died in a plane crash. They were so alive in my memories."

My father choked up again, and he clutched the bedsheet tightly with both hands. "He was my closest friend. We understood each other very well. We still had so much to do, including the BZ plan. How could he leave just like that?"

I rubbed his back anxiously. "Dad... Dad, please don't do this. We don't have to talk about it anymore. We'll wait until you feel better to talk about it. Atlas, call the doctor."

I reached for the water, but Atlas stopped me.

until his emotions stabilized, then Atlas handed him the glass of water. "Don't worry. I won't let anyone involved in this incident get away. You have my word, so please don't be sad anymore." My father stared at Atlas. "I can't accept it, Atlas. How did it come

face. "Let me speak. I've been holding this in for almost 20 years. My health is declining, and

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on to our descendants. Your parents and