Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

I nestled comfortably in his arms, listening to his descriptions. It was my first time here, so everything felt novel.

"Is there anything delicious to eat here?" I asked.

"Of course. When did my baby become such a foodie?" He nibbled on my earlobe, and I instinctively recoiled, giggling.

I whispered softly in his ear, "I don't see any chaos here."

He laughed and kissed me. "Everything always looks more glamorous on the surface."

I immediately understood his underlying message. But I felt content and safe with him by my side.

When we arrived at the hotel, I was even more amazed. The beauty here was intoxicating. I had seen plenty of subtropical landscapes, but this place left me speechless. As we got out of the cars, Atlas said to Arnold, "You take care of them."

Arnold was clearly very familiar with this place. And to my surprise, the people here spoke a language I understood.

The hotel was by the sea, with detached guesthouses. Atlas didn't bother about the others and took me to our unit. "What about them?" I asked worriedly.

"Arnold is a regular here," Atlas said.

I could see a few of our people

carrying me upstairs and

me. I couldn't resist his warmth, and

been busy dealing with one problem after another recently. It had been a while

ourselves bare with no lingering resentment. Any

all my frustration

held me close, asking, "What

"You've had your

then pressed down on me again. "Who said

began, and I was completely swept away. I had no strength to

there, he looked at me, asking, "Shall I get them to

not here on vacation. Are you sure it's okay to leave them like that?" I

worry," he reassured me. "Of course, if you feel up to it, I'm willing to continue our workout." "I'm exhausted!" I protested. "I

on some clothes, and went

and looked at the breathtaking scenery outside. The floor-to-ceiling window offered a panoramic

as it was, I couldn't enjoy it. My heart was with my father, wanting to

Atlas returned upstairs

wrapping