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.

the journey, I called Lauren again. She

the hospital." My tone was somber, tinged with

What happened? Did she...?" Lauren couldn't help

unable to find

Why did

I suddenly heard another voice on

was going on? Why did that sound

more intently, the voice

regretful voice continuing, "How is she now? She's too impulsive. Sooner or

yourself. Maybe

Everything is her

on my way back to Amethyst Apartments

told her and then stepped on

Amethyst Apartments, I stopped the car and ran upstairs. I had never felt

burst out of the elevator and pounded on the door with all my

opened my bag and searched for the key to 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

I was instantly petrified.

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

grabbed her.

"Chlo."