Atlas stared at the document, unable to believe what he was reading. This couldn't be real! He thought. There was no way this was real.
He re-read the document again, his hands shaking in the process and he hadn't been mistaken. These were divorce papers and Jessica had filed for it.
"You are home early."
Jessica's voice took him by surprise.
He glanced up to find her staring at him, a resigned look on her face.
She was holding a laundry basket in one hand with only a few clothes in it.
"What is the meaning this?" Atlas asked, his voice strained as he put up the divorce papers for her to see.
Jessica let out a sigh and dropped the basket of clothes close to the entrance of the kitchen.
"They are divorce papers, Atlas, isn't it obvious from what you read."
"I don't understand…" Atlas confessed.
"Is this some kind of a joke? One of your silly pranks?" He said as he took a step closer to her.
Jessica was known for playing random pranks on him but they were usually funny, this however wasn't.
With an even more passive look, Jessica answered, "It's not a prank. I've been thinking about it for the past couple of months now and well, I finally came to it."
Her composure scared Atlas. She was never this composed unless she was being serious. Jessica was the kind of woman to laugh at her own jokes and ruin surprise parties because of her inability to keep secrets and how excited she got about them. She was from a rich home and had the etiquettes and composure of the queen of England among people she wasn't familiar with but never to him, this look she was giving him was unfamiliar and he didn't like it.
Atlas blinked at his wife, still trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
"Is this because I didn't wish you a happy anniversary? Is that it?" Atlas demanded for answers as he walked closer to where she stood. For some reason she was keeping her distance from him and Atlas didn't like that. In fact none of what was happening made sense.
"Of course not Atlas."
"Then what is it? Because I don't get it. I thought we were fine. I thought you loved me."
"That's just the thing Atlas. We are not fine. We haven't been in months." Jessica explained, staring at her husband.
"Is there somebody else?" Atlas blurted out, rationalizing on the spot that that could be the only reason she was taking a decision this drastic.
"This is ridiculous…" Jessica started to say when a man walked up behind her.
"Everything okay in here?"
The man asked.
Atlas stared at the topless man that had just entered his kitchen, a confused look on his face.
"Hey, everything is fine. We are just talking." Jessica smiled up at the man.
"Who the hell are you?" Atlas growled, his eyes glaring daggers at the blonde man staring at his wife. The man looked familiar but Atlas couldn't for the life of him remember where they'd met.
"Jessica, who is this man? His he the reason you want to call out marriage quits?" Atlas looked to his wife, he was doing his best not to walk up to him and pinch him across the face.
"Do you want me to throw him out, Jess?" The man asked Jess, ignoring Atlas altogether.
"That won't be necessary Lucas."
"Alright then."
"Here is your shirt." Jessica handed the man the shirt in the laundry basket on the floor.
Lucas muttered a thank you.
"Do you mind giving us some space so we can discuss. I'll talk to you later." Jessica said to the man, a look of reverence on her face as she gazed up at him.
"Of course. Call me if you need anything" Lucas said and almost immediately disappeared through the living room and outside the house.
"Is he the reason You are doing this, Jessica?"
"Oh can you shut the fuck up with this bullshit already. I'm not divorcing you because of anyone. I'm divorcing you because I'm tired of living like this. I'm tired of constantly being responsible for us. I'm tired of my friends going on expensive dates and trips while my husband can't even afford to pay rent. I'm tired of my sisters constantly making snide remarks at me for being poor. We've been together for six years and have been married for two yet there's still no sign of growth from you. I'm sorry but I can't keep doing this."
Jessica yelled, her eyes blazing. It was clear she'd had this on her mind for a while and the realization made Atlas stomach twist in pain.
Atlas stared at her, his heart shattering into pieces as the words sank in and replayed in his head.
He had always feared this day would come but he had not imagined it would be so soon, Maybe he had and he just believed he still had time.
"I'm sorry." Jessica choked out, her once composed face now streaming with tears.
"But I need to move on, I need to pursue my career and I need to find myself and unfortunately it's not with you."
Atlas did not realize he was crying too until his eyes began to blur with the tears.
"No," Atlas said, shaking his head as he walked towards his wife.
"You are not thinking straight, we can still fix this."
Jessica moved backwards, not wanting anything to do with him.
"I've never thought more straight in my life. There's nothing you can do to change my mind."
Atlas was beginning to hyperventilate, he needed to wake up from this nightmare. Not only was his wife divorcing him, she was in love with another man who she was clearly sleeping with.
This wasn't happening! He thought, his stomach twisting in pain and his heart shattering into several million pieces.
Why was Jessica breaking Jim like this? Why on earth was this happening? How on earth had he let it happen? These were the thoughts that plagued his mind as he tried to make sense of the situation.The more he looked into Jessica's eyes, the more he realized just how far gone she was. The spark that used to be in her eyes whenever she was with him was no longer there and it was all because of that stupid man. He felt humiliated in his own home. Jessica had brought in another man into their home and possibly bed.He hated to admit it but it was what it looked like. The strange man had not only been half naked but he'd also been staring at her as if he wanted to devour her right there and there but was restraining himself.He wanted to kill him,wanted to beat the man to a bloody pulp for daring to touch his wife in his presence. "Is that why you've been so distant lately? Why you barely want to cuddle or be around me?" He asked. He was aware of how pathetic he sounded but he didn't
Atlas paced the hallway of the hospital waiting for news of his mother's condition, his heart beating faster than a gym rat on a treadmill.He'd been here for almost an hour now and had still not gotten a response from the doctor and it worried him.The smell of disinfectant and other chemicals used to clean the hospital wasn't helping with his anxiety either.If the doctor did not come out from the emergency room to give him some news, he was fucking sure he'd collapse from a panic attack.The last thing Atlas had expected to see when he had arrived at his mom's hours ago was his mother lying face down on the kitchen floor with a bloody nose. After the shitty day he'd had, he'd wanted only to sleep but of course the universe was conspiring against him as always.Two nurses rolled a patient past Atlas that appeared to have a knife embedded in his arm and Atlas quickly stopped them, his intentions to ask about his mother's condition. He recognized them as the paramedics that had
Getting fired barely hours after his wife had left him by a man that wanted his wife had to be the most ironic circumstances Atlas had ever been a part of. The tears he had been holding back for so long came crawling out of his eyes of their own volition.His life had gone from not so good to terribly unfortunate in a matter of hours.First, his wife had decided to leave him and then his mother and now he'd lost his job.Without thinking, Atlas picked himself up from the ground where he'd been dumped and began to walk down the road with tears streaming down his face.How on earth was he going to cough up ten grand from? He had nobody to call, not Jessica, not his boss. His father had died before he was even born or at least that was what his mother told him.He couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't bear to see his mother die. He just couldn't. He'd been through too much…The universe had to be playing a prank on him, a very sadistic one and he didn't think he could take anymore
Atlas got into her car, fastened his seatbelt and sat in silence, tired from all he’d been through today. He still didn't believe that the woman was going to send him twenty thousand dollars but it didn't matter either way. If she was some kind of kidnapper or con artist, she would be very sorry once she realized he didn't have a single dollar to his name.The strange lady parked her car properly then turned to face Atlas squarely.“So, tell me your account details” she said looking at a slightly annoyed Atlas“look if this is a joke, just end it right here and tell me what you really want, I’ve had quite the day already.” He let out tiredly“Account details?” she repeated not acknowledging everything he’d just said."Fine," Atlas gritted out and called out his details. He watched as the lady pressed a few buttons on her phone, a look of skepticism in his eyes.Few seconds later, his phone buzzed, he took a look at the message he'd just received and he froze.Staring at him was a mes
Atlas got dropped off at the hospital by a taxi. He ran into the building like a mad man, he got to his mum’s ward and she wasn’t there, he grabbed a hold of one of the nurses passing by.“Where's my mum? Is she ok? please where is she?” Atlas rushed out his words as worry took off his whole being. He was doing his best to stay calm but the more he tried, the more he fidgeted with worry.“she was rushed into the surgical room a few minutes ago” “Where is the room?” he asked, panic still evident in his voice“just down that hall but…”Atlas rushed towards the direction she’d pointed at without waiting for her to finish her sentence. When he got there he was stopped by some nurses.“sorry sir, you can’t be inside the surgical room while surgery is going on”One of the nurses recognized him and spoke,“Oh Mr Atlas, it’s you”Atlas looked at the blonde haired male nurse that stood infront of him, he recognized him, he’d often come to take his mum’s vitals.“Don’t worry, she’s under the b
He made his way back to his place to take a shower, he made a quick sandwich and got out a fresh pair of clothes to wear. He took a look at his sorry excuse for an apartment with hope knowing in a few minutes he could afford a better one, he stepped out and made his way to Esmeralda’s place.He reached her place in about 30 minutes, she opened the door for him and once again he was greeted by her huge corridors. He loved her art collection, medieval but so beautiful. He followed her to the living room and sighted a man in a suit and briefcase who stood up to greet him.“Good afternoon sir, pleasure to meet you, I’m barrister Lawrence” he took Atlas hand not waiting for him to offer it and shook him, atlas noticed how excited he was“it’s nice to meet you too” “he’s the Lawyer in charge of the Will” Esmeralda chipped in offering some clarity for Atlas.Atlas nodded. Everything still felt like a dream to him, like he'd died and gone to heaven. How a miracle like this could come his wa
Atlas stared down at the pastor for a moment and hugged it out with him. He was almost at the brink of tears, not because it had been long he saw the man, but because he was simply an amazing personality that helped him grow up."Where have you been?" He asked with a smile plastered on his face. "Doing the Lord's work. I heard your mom has been in the hospital. Mind me asking how you got the money for the bills." Atlas smiled for a moment. He wasn't necessarily going to tell the man that he was rich, it would raise suspicion as to how he got the money."I got a loan from my boss." He lied through his teeth."That's amazing. I believe you are here to see your mom?" He enquired and Atlas nod his head. They both head over to the ward, where Atlas mom was laying down and watching evening news."Hey mom, how are you feeling." Atlas asked going over to her side."I am doing great son and let me be honest with you, it's just so amazing to be back again." Atlas had his mom holding his hands
"Have you finished?" Atlas asked.Arthur asked, "What was it that you just said?""Have you finished?" Atlas inquired.Arthur exclaimed, "You impudent imbecile! Are you even aware of whom you speak to?"Atlas said, "I am aware of the person I'm conversing with – a man who is so unsure about himself that he has to display his riches in order to feel significant."Arthur countered, "Insecure? Don't you dare project your insecurities onto me. Just take a good look at yourself - clad in tattered clothing and scraping for leftovers."Atlas stated, "I refuse to beg. Instead, I am advocating for someone who rightfully deserves better treatment instead of being subjected to physical intimidation by a bully."Bella urged Atlas, "Please don't go through with this."Bella, somebody must. This gentleman believes he can purchase respect; however, one cannot buy it - it needs to be earned," remarked Atlas."How dare you lecture me on respect? You, a pauper and nobody!" - Arthur mocked.Atlas says t
With the air feeling crisp, Bella and Rafael headed out for their very first interview as the city was slowly stirring to life. People were starting their day by gradually occupying the streets. There seemed to be an excitement in the atmosphere that bordered on expectation- hinting at unknown discoveries and unanticipated connections yet to come!Tucked away in an enchanting neighborhood was a petite pottery studio. This is where they were headed, eager to visit the haven of Elena's handiwork - she was a skilled ceramic artist whose creations had captivated them before. Her designs were celebrated for their innovative approach that masterfully married classic methods with contemporary aesthetics.Upon their arrival at the studio, Bella experienced a rush of anticipation. It signified the start of an innovative phase in their project - a crucial step towards interlacing and unifying different narratives within the community.With a sincere and inviting smile, Elena warmly welcomed the
Bella woke up to the gentle glow of the morning sun that filtered through her curtains. She still felt energized from their incredible journey, and she could feel it coursing in her veins. Rafael stirred beside her, slowly opening his eyes to meet hers."Mornin'," he whispered, a grin playing at the corners of his mouth.She replied "Morning," and felt the warmth of his gaze.They enjoyed the cozy moment before their anticipation stirred them out of bed to seize the day. While eating breakfast, they examined their brainstorming notes with fervor, prepared to delve into the subsequent chapter of their project."Pouring himself a cup of coffee, Rafael suggested that we turn our attention to reaching out to people for interviews today. He emphasized the abundance of potential stories waiting to be uncovered."Excitement bubbled within Bella as she nodded, her thoughts whirling with myriad possibilities. "I can't wait to hear their voices and get a first-hand account of their experiences,
As Bella slowly stirred awake, the curtains allowed a warm glow from the sun to emanate throughout her room. Memories of yesterday's events still illuminated in her mind with excitement and joy, fueling an eagerness for new adventures and discoveries that today will bring forth.Rafael had already risen and was seated at the petite kitchen table, enjoying his coffee as he perused their brainstorming notes. His constant presence provided solace amidst the frenzied wave of inventiveness they were immersed in. Bella joined him shortly after, pouring herself a steaming cup of coffee while relishing the intoxicating fragrance wafting around her.Together in comfortable silence, they absorbed themselves in their contemplations while maintaining a subtle bond of comprehension. As the dwelling brimmed with soft commotion, they readied for the upcoming hours. Enthusiasm sparked as they discussed venturing into unknown quarters to gather fresh ideas and narratives for their expanding creation.
Once breakfast was over, they transitioned to the living room with notebooks and laptops in hand. Bella nestled into the couch with a pen at-the-ready above her notebook. "Regarding the blog section featuring story-filled photographs—what's your plan for organizing it?"After considering it, Rafael concurred, "It would be wise to classify them based on their respective themes like nature, architecture and people. It will help readers navigate effortlessly."Bella nodded and started taking notes. "That's a good idea," she said, "we can add some personal stories to each category to make it more relatable."With enthusiasm gleaming in his eyes, Rafael grinned. "This is great news! Stories are always well-received and would certainly bring more richness to our work."For the succeeding hours, they collaboratively brainstormed and interlaced their thoughts effortlessly. Their discussions were punctuated with humor as they resonated on each other's suggestions, creating a room bursting with
Curious, she asked, "What is this?""Let's write down our thoughts and ideas while we're inspired for the project," he suggested.As Bella opened the notebook, she felt a warmth inside. The blank pages before her seemed to be an invitation for her to express all of her dreams and aspirations that were just waiting to come alive within those lines. She couldn't help but exclaim with excitement, "This is exactly what I needed! Let's do it!"Seated side by side, their heads were lowered as they dedicatedly scrawled in the notebook. Their minds intertwined seamlessly while conjuring up concepts for "A Canvas of Dreams." This rendezvous was a fusion of intellect and emotion with every notion forming an indispensable component towards accomplishing their joint aspiration.Bella's eyes sparkled with inspiration as she proposed, "Why don't we add a section on the blog that elaborates on the stories behind every photo?"With a pensive look on his face, Rafael agreed by nodding and remarked tha
As the sun began to set, they stayed near the riverbank conversing and imagining amidst a golden world. This day appeared everlasting with each instant turning into a valuable recollection in formation- one of those flawless days.In due course, they packed their belongings and made their way towards the car while the sky wore a coat of vivid dusk hues. As they embarked on their journey homeward bound, Bella experienced profound contentment realizing that they were moving in the right direction.In their snug living room, they spent the evening looking through the photographs they had captured earlier. These images served as a pictorial record of their day and offered an account of love and harmony therein.As Bella scrolled through the pictures, she exclaimed, "Wow! These are incredible. This is definitely something unique and extraordinary."With a thoughtful expression, Rafael nodded and expressed, "I can sense it too. It's more than simply capturing images; we're seizing moments."
With a pensive look on his face, Rafael directed his attention to Bella. "It's been my belief for as long as I can remember that our dreams are held within the stars.""Let's make a wish," she said with a smile as she turned her gaze back up to the sky.With their eyes closed in unison, they hoped for a future brimming with love, excitement and boundless imagination."Let's make it a tradition, Bella. To dedicate time to gaze at the stars and dream alongside each other," Rafael spoke with earnestness after some time had passed."Count me in," she said with a heart brimming over. "It's just the right thing to keep my focus on what really counts."For hours, they remained in a tight embrace under the watching stars as their aspirations and desires were witnessed. This was one of those unique instances where time seemingly paused, leaving nothing but themselves and the vast cosmos.They eventually decided to call it a night when the cool breeze crept in, filling them with optimism for fr
With hope in her voice," she whispered, "I am enthused for our future."Rafael's lips curled upward as he planted a gentle kiss on her forehead. "Bella, I'm thrilled to embark on this journey with you. No matter what lies ahead, it will undoubtedly be magnificent."They snuggled up in each other's embrace, taking comfort in the warmth and readiness to take on their future together. With every passing moment they fell deeper into sleep, just as Bella couldn't help but feel how perfectly aligned their hearts were - almost like a sign that love was leading them towards endless possibilities of adventure.As the first rays of dawn filtered through the curtains, Bella stirred from her slumber. She yawned and lazily stretched out her arms only to realize that Rafael's side of bed was unoccupied. Intrigued, she slipped out of bed and traced the aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafting towards the kitchen.Lost in thought, Rafael leaned against the counter with a mug clutched in his hand as he
A golden beam penetrated the curtains as dawn broke. Bella roused from her slumber, blinking lazily at its shine. Rafael was already alert, resting on one elbow and gazing lovingly at her with a gentle grin.He greeted her by saying, "Hello, beautiful," and gently removing a wayward strand of hair from her face.A warm feeling spread through Bella's chest as she smiled. "Good morning! How long have you been awake?""I couldn't resist watching you sleep," he replied, not too long ago."Such a sap," she said laughing, while giving him a playful nudge.Rafael leaned down and gave her a soft kiss, remarking "This is exclusively for you."Bella felt a sense of belonging as the tender and lingering kiss filled her. She pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. "What do we have planned for today?"Grinning with excitement, Rafael's eyes sparkled as he suggested starting on the project they had discussed the previous night.Bella's excitement caused her eyes to widen. "Oh, truly?