Beyond the Divorce

I completely understood Atlas's state of mind.

How could Celine, with her cunning nature, tolerate a child harboring such resentment toward her? She even dared to mess with Louis. She couldn't bear the threat posed by a child.

"You were really too young to comprehend all of that." I sighed as I looked at him.

He lowered his gaze, his face carrying a trace of anguish.

"I couldn't find you, and I was so anxious. I acted recklessly and didn't care about anything else. All I wanted was to find you and be with you every day."

Atlas's tone was incredibly gentle, devoid of any sharpness.

I bit my lip, wondering how I was doing after being separated from him. I pounded my head, lamenting, "Why can't I remember anything? Even a tiny bit would be helpful!"

He quickly grabbed my hand to prevent me from hurting myself. "Stella, it's not your fault. It's because I failed to protect you, causing you to suffer and become like this. Losing you for so many years is my punishment."

I still found it challenging to calm my restlessness.

"Then tell me, tell me everything! Why am I Stella? No, I'm Chloe. I don't want to be Stella." I stared at him, feeling a strong aversion to the memories associated with Stella. "That Stella has tainted that name. hate her. She's an insult to everything associated with that name!"

"Alright, from now on, we'll call you Chloe, just Chloe! Don't blame yourself. Blame me if you have to. It's my fault for not taking care of you." Atlas's emotions were also running high, his eyes filled with pain as he looked at me.

"Keep going. Tell me everything!" I eagerly urged him.

"What do you want to know? You can ask me. But try not to strain yourself too much. Chlo, I never told you the truth because I sometimes think it's a kind of blessing for you to forget the past."

He looked at me with eyes full of affection.

"But it's my right to know. I don't want to live in the dark. It's not fair." I stubbornly declared, looking at him intently.

"Everything changed in a blink of an

eye. Someone telling you things.

about you that you didn't know about... Atlas, it's terrifying! That would've been enough if you told me I'm not Chloe. There are so many things and people that I can't

reconcile with.."

I spoke with increasing agitation, but I knew Atlas understood what I meant.

"I know," he said with a pained expression. "I'll tell you everything and be by your side. I won't leave you, won't lose you again. I'll be with you to love everyone around you."

The towering and aloof Atlas sounded humble, completely unlike the regal figure he presented to the world.

I didn't know how to comfort him. Any words seemed insufficient. Nobody could understand what we had been through.

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had experienced. I was in pain, unable to remember all of this, even though I wanted to accompany him in reminiscing. It felt like an O

extravagance.

I leaned my head onto his chest, where I could sense his breath. The pain from not remembering all of this, if I truly were Stella, was a regret I couldn't fathom.

Why did fate cruelly torment us like this, forcibly tearing us apart and then bringing us back together?

Atlas's strong heartbeat echoed in my chest, and I could only imagine him as a child, bearing the burden of never giving up on finding me.

When I thought about it, my heart ached even more. Despite this, the woman behind it all was still alive and well.

I suddenly broke free from his embrace. "Why does she have to do this? Why did she make you suffer so much and separate us? Why can't we do anything about her?"

I felt hatred for Celine surging through every cell in my body. "I won't let her get away with this."