I felt a dull ache in my head, causing me to toss and turn uncomfortably. It was as if I feared the wax might drip onto my hands.
In a haze, I murmured, "Mommy, does it hurt?"
She said something, and her voice echoed persistently in my ears.
A warm hand gently clasped mine, guiding me through winding paths, past a towering tree surrounded by vibrant flowers, until we reached a small tree.
"What kind of tree is this, Mommy?" I looked up at the short tree.
"An almond eucalyptus tree. It’s the tallest tree, do you remember?" Holding a package, she began to dig into the soil under the tree.
My head throbbed. I tossed and turned in bed.
"Chlo, wake up." A gentle voice called out to me.
I mumbled, trying to open my eyes, but I couldn’t.
"Chlo... wake up."
The voice grew clearer.
Yet, my mother's voice continued to echo, "It's the tallest tree. Remember this, okay?"
"Chlo, wake up." I felt a large hand gently tapping my cheeks.
Startled, I abruptly opened my eyes.
My head was pounding. Instinctively, I pressed my temples, grunting.
"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?” Atlas's gentle voice sounded in my ear, gradually drowning out my mother's words.
I gazed blankly at his worried face. I leaned against him, letting out a relieved sigh, and softly groaned.
"My head hurts. I had a dream," I murmured, closing my eyes and clicking my tongue. "I'm so thirsty."
I suspected it was from eating too much spicy food earlier. Atlas handed me a glass of water, which he had prepared.
I gulped down the water, feeling its coolness flow down my throat. I instantly felt more energetic, and my headache seemed to ease.
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The readers' comments on the novel: Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom
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This story would be interesting if there weren't so many garbled paragraphs. Half sentences and missed paragraphs. It's too much, give us a proper story. I'm done reading...
Atlas literally took Chloe away from Ryan Ryan needs to go back and reinforce to be able to be head-on Caz that's the only place he's lacking...