Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I faintly heard someone inside reporting to Atlas that someone had been caught.

"Good. She can reflect on her actions," Atlas said on the phone, then hung up.

I looked at him excitedly. "They caught Abby?"

"I can't hide anything from you!" Atlas exclaimed. "She's been caught in a small town near Luxem. The stolen goods are all there. She hasn't had time to deal with it. She's probably trying to escape the heat." "Who is she trying to scam? I wonder what Melanie thinks, knowing her mother's character," I scoffed. "Like mother, like daughter."

After pondering for a moment, I looked at Atlas, wanting to speak, but I hesitated. He seemed to understand my thoughts. He walked to the bookshelf and took out a folder, placing it in front of me and gesturing for me to take a look.

I felt a bit dazed as I looked at what was on the table. He said gently, "Take a look. I think this is what you want to know."

I reached out for the folder and opened it gently. Rory's personal information was inside. His ID photo was at the top of his resume, showing a handsome and sharp-eyed man.

was my father. I did seem to resemble him somewhat, in either

involuntarily reached out to touch his face, quietly calling

out a thick photo album from a

eagerly.

like a diligent student eager to learn, hoping to fill the gaps in my memory

he saw my impatient look, Atlas laughed and walked over. I quickly protected the things on the

helplessly as he

me to the sofa, placed the album on my lap, and sat beside me. "Let me tell you who everyone is and some of

was filled with photos of our family of three, from the day I was born until I was ten years old. Many of the pictures captured the happy atmosphere between our two families. I saw the mysterious figure, Lucille,

the extremely affectionate Tammy and the initiator of everything in the Pierce

in the stories appeared before my eyes, like characters in a book, and Atlas told the stories with great patience and

the pictures until late at