Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

For some reason, the lingering smell of blood in my memory was too intense, making the breakfast in front of me tasteless.

After a few bites, I pushed away the breakfast. Atlas asked, "Why are you eating so little? Don't you like it?"

I shook my head, looking at him. "It's not that I don't like it. I just can't eat."

Instinctively, I reached for my temple and rubbed it.

Atlas nervously grabbed my wrist. "What's wrong? Another headache?"

"Yeah, maybe I had a nightmare. I didn't sleep well. It'll pass in a bit. Don't worry!" I quickly perked up, fearing he would make a big deal out of it.

Atlas quickly finished his meal and placed the used dishes in the sink.

Just as he finished cleaning up, the doorbell rang again. I was about to answer it when he grabbed my arm. "I'll go!"

Atlas strode toward the front door. I turned curiously, thinking about how noisy today had been. It seemed like the doorbell hadn't stopped ringing since Oliver came and rang it at midnight.

I saw Atlas open the door without saying a word. He received two large bags and closed the door again.

Then he walked in, pulling me along. "Let's change our clothes."

"What are you holding?" I asked curiously.

arm, casually saying, "These are our clothes for today. It's something

very cheerful. He held my hand, and we returned to our

Park, we took all our clothes with us. Why did we have to get some delivered? Did he

One was an exquisite white suit for him, and the other was a beautiful white

of the two outfits. "Are we supposed to wear these

gave me

forgotten what we're doing today? It's an important day for us. We need

me that he was referring

he genuinely considered this event very important and arranged it meticulously. Even the

wasn't I aware? Don't tell me

hugged me, nibbling

planned it a while

to

was

It wasn't intentional. It just

his touch.

sweetest dream? S~ᴇaʀᴄh the

"This has been my dream for so long, and

we get