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.

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

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

to me, "You

impostor wanted to expose me, and everyone in the hall understood

her. "How

Atlas and headed toward the

when we reached the piano, feeling a

looked reluctant to let me do it, but he still

back at his handsome

Everyone followed us.

elegantly on the piano bench, I gazed at the pristine keys, feeling like I was

been with us all along. He then sat gracefully beside me, and we exchanged a magical smile.