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.

couldn't help but smile broadly. She was

along

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

tracks, as if someone had pressed the pause button. In

kissing me. "Our home

at him, trying hard to recall those

concealed my disappointment and pretended

ready. There wasn't much food on the table, but it was

feel nauseous at all. Sandy stood beside me, urging me to

and let's eat

still

me warmly, saying, "Go ahead. See if you like the

eagerly.

sensation on my tongue. The vegetables were tender, fresh, and perfectly seasoned with

so delicious!" I couldn't help

"These were

My favorite vegetables?