Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Chapter 907 Tell Me About It

I didn't know who to trust anymore. Maybe I could only trust Atlas, who was holding me tight right now.

I wanted to know what happened to past me, but it seemed impossible to find any answers.

I really didn't understand why they erased my memories. They had no right to strip away my right to know, no matter who they were.

After a while, I finally calmed my overwhelming emotions and stepped out of Atlas's embrace.

I looked up at him, pretended nothing was wrong, and said, "It's nothing, I just missed you. Let's go home."

He bent down, gazed into my eyes, and said softly, "Really? If there's something wrong, you need to tell me. I'll help you fix it."

"What if I never remember the past again?" I couldn't hold back my emotions.

"Don't think about it, then," he said decisively.

"But I want to know about the time we spent together." I started to tear up.

"I'll tell you all about it. I'll recount every day I remember. I won't miss a single detail," he said solemnly.

Melancholy washed over me.

How could it compare to what I remembered myself? What I remembered carried the hues of my own emotions, rather than the stories he told me.

didn't want Atlas to worry

been worrying about me for too

as I said, "Alright. Tell me all about it. One bit at a time,

He nodded

putting on a cheerful facade and linking my arm with his as

car ride, I told him about the people I met at Archie's request. I was sure that Atlas knew who they were, but he didn't tell me much about

he took the ugly stone, examining

interested in that rock?

saying, "I can't

Then I looked at him suspiciously

praised, "You're too generous, sweetheart. You're giving away a valuable gift so

chuckled inwardly. He really knew how to sweet-talk me. It was just a stone, but he had called me generous. Was I really

I took out the small, transparent glass bottle containing the golden seeds that rolled around

Robin. I'm going

them in

I get back. We'll

from this. I'm so

the bottle, watching the

said, "Maybe

grinned like a child, clutching the little bottle

I added, " Mr. Gordon's gift was too expensive.

neck and showed it to him. He examined it

nerves and will help me sleep. I don't know if it was just a placebo, but I slept very well last