I felt a twinge of jealousy when he mentioned growing up with the real Stella. Not to mention the affectionate photo of them together.

Growing up together fostered a strong bond.

"So, what's her relationship with Annalise? Why does everyone say you love Annalise?" I looked at Atlas's handsome features, always wanting to unravel the mystery.

The more worried I became, the more I felt that many things were hazy and just out of reach.

I didn't know if it was my dullness or Atlas was genuinely trying to protect me. I'm sure he had his reasons.

Could it be that, as this impostor Stella claimed, there was a secret he couldn't reveal?

Atlas hugged me tightly, making me feel at home. Perhaps he treated me this way because I closely resembled the real Stella.

"Don't listen to what others are saying. They're just trying to confuse you. Just trust in what I say," he reminded me once again.

"Looking back, after my parents passed away, I didn't even know what happiness meant. Everyone in my grandfather's family was in mourning and trying to investigate things with my father's family. They all neglected me."

the first time I heard Atlas bring up the subject. I leaned against his

was an inseparable connection between Atlas and

Stella and me, telling us not to cry. She urged me to live well, inherit my father's business, and

must have been a

understand what Aunt Hailey was saying. I was just

Atlas's emotions at that time. After all, he was

to imagine my situation at

'death,' which meant a final goodbye. I could not see them

my hand even tighter, with one hand on the back of my head, pressing

It was Aunt Hailey who continuously injected me with a kind of

at me. "It

gave me goals. 'Grow up quickly.

that kept

really good!" I

months later, she suddenly left too. Stella and

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