Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I felt like I had been struck by lightning, freezing in place as a chill enveloped me.

Ivanna was too impulsive! At this age, couldn't she think more empathetically? Couldn't she consider what she could do to fight for herself?

I sensed an unprecedented sense of helplessness.

Seeing me standing there like a statue, the medical assistant seemed a bit startled. She looked at me and asked, "Are you okay? Do you feel unwell? Do you need help?"

I collected myself, shook my head numbly, and weakly asked, "How long ago did she leave?"

She seemed a bit perplexed by my question. "Are you talking about Ivanna?"

I nodded.

She responded indifferently, "She left quite a while ago."

I thanked her in a soft voice. She just raised an eyebrow and continued with her work, paying no further attention to me.

As I turned around in a daze, I pondered. She must have gone home by now. At this moment, she must be feeling lonely and helpless, needing care more than ever.

With these thoughts, I ran out of the hospital, quickly got back into the car, and headed straight to Amethyst Apartments.

journey, I called Lauren again. She answered right away, "Did you

hospital." My tone was somber, tinged with a

What happened? Did she...?" Lauren

sighed, unable to find words

"It's all my fault, I... Why did I sleep? I shouldn't have been too

herself, I suddenly heard another voice on

was going on? Why did

listened more intently, the

heard Lauren's regretful voice continuing, "How is she now? She's too impulsive. Sooner or later, she'll regret it. Ah. It's all

yourself.

Everything is her

way back to

her and then stepped on the gas pedal

returning to Amethyst Apartments, I stopped the car and ran upstairs.

out of the elevator

both her houses. I remembered both sets of keys were in my bag, but why couldn't I find them? The more anxious I became, the more I couldn't find them.

I was instantly petrified.

was pale-faced, wearing a nightgown that exposed her legs and feet. She stared at me helplessly, like a

grabbed her. "Why are you still wearing such

"Chlo."