Beyond the Divorce

I knew Atlas seemed cold on the outside, but deep down, he was warm-hearted. He cherished family above all else.

Perhaps family love was something scarce in his life. In the Pierce family, it was practically non-existent, which explained his distant attitude toward his grandfather. All they showed toward their kin was indifference and cruelty.

As I looked at the elderly woman before me, I softly called out, "Sandy."

She instantly broke down, embracing me once again. "Ms. Stella, you've grown up so much! I'm so happy that I get to see you again."

I felt choked up too, and I was deeply regretting not remembering anything. I hated not understanding her significance in my life.

Atlas quickly pulled me away, telling the nanny, "You say you're not old? You cry at the drop of a hat. That's a sign of ageing." Sandy chuckled at his words. "You just want me to get old, don't you?"

"You still have kids to take care of, so don't make her cry. She's pregnant now." Atlas sounded somewhat smug.

Her mouth was agape as she looked at me, then at my abdomen. "Y-You two are really together? And with a kid on the way?"

Atlas shrugged, spreading his hands. "I made sure to find my wife. You've always known that she would be my wife."

Perhaps it was this statement, or maybe the nanny saw our joyful expressions, or she learned about my pregnancy, but she suddenly burst into dance.

I couldn't help but smile broadly. She was

I had felt along the way

also amused by Sandy's dance. He squinted his eyes and said, "Sandy,

pressed

kissing me. "Our home used to be so carefree

hard to recall

I concealed my disappointment and

was ready.

stood beside me, urging

and let's eat together," I said

see if it still tastes the same." She gestured, her tone

"Go ahead. See if you like

nodded eagerly.

a different sensation on my tongue. The vegetables were tender,

delicious!" I

"These were

My favorite vegetables?