Beyond the Divorce

I knew someone would have handled the funeral arrangements even though Beatrice had refused to be involved.

"Beatrice's assistant had him buried here in Haven Cemetery. I don't want the details. Those two bodies remain unclaimed, so they'll probably end up in unmarked graves," Finn said.

As I thought about Hazelyn's final struggles, I couldn't help but scoff. "She got what she deserved."

Regaining my composure, I turned to Finn. "How's production going at the factory?"

Finn seemed lost in thought, still caught up in our previous conversation. When I asked about production, he seemed taken aback.

Then, he grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, I zoned out there for a moment."

I smiled faintly. "I've taken on a few more projects recently, and they're all big ones. There's been a surge in orders too."

"No problem. We added two more production lines, and the new automatic security doors are also available online. They're top-of-the-line. You should check them out when you have time," Finn said earnestly. "Really? That's fantastic. It'll be perfect for projects in Solaris. Have they passed all the tests?"

is

to check them out, and I'll bring Beatrice along." I glanced

Finn was thrilled and rubbed his hands

returning to the hall. The object I held in my hand felt

at night. It was the most I had seen Beatrice laugh since her return, which reminded me of her carefree college days. She fell asleep in my arms, and Finn carried her back to her room. This had all been planned by

said, "It hurts my

you all heading back tomorrow?"

is over? That

was pleased. "He's

stomach gently.

instinctively patting my belly. "I've

still, be

but Atlas doesn't. I think you haven't noticed how he's always looking at your

when Beatrice