Beyond the Divorce

The proposal immediately garnered everyone's support, and they all chimed in, "Then let Ms. Stella grace us with a piece."

I glanced at the impostor, her innocent expression masking her malicious delight.

Even Celine joined in, "That's a splendid idea."

Of course, I knew the impostor was aware of my memory loss. How could I possibly play the piano?

The crowd quickly cleared a path to the piano. As I gazed at it, it seemed exactly like the one from my recurring dreams.

Everyone seemed to be waiting for me.

Atlas's hand on my waist tightened. I looked up at him, and he gazed back, saying, "Don't worry, I'll play for you. It's been a while since I played for you."

He must have wanted to shield me. He probably feared I couldn't do it.

piano used to be Stella's forte. Atlas once told me they won

wrapping her arms around Atlas's. "I'd like to learn from Stella's piano skills. Don't ruin this for me,

me, "You can't do

wanted to expose me, and everyone in the hall

smiled at her. "How

glanced at Atlas and headed toward the piano. Atlas followed behind me, surprised by

gently touched the keys when we reached the piano,

He looked reluctant to let me do it, but he still whispered, "Can you

handsome face, teasingly asking, "Take a

Everyone followed us.

at the pristine keys, feeling like I

Atlas removed his jacket and handed it to Tristan who had been with us