make Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson even angrier at Ember? Take it slow. After all, there’s still time.”
She paused to think and then offered a suggestion. “Why not send Ember abroad for now?
“She’s acting so spoiled because she’s too dependent on you. This way, she can have some space to calm down. Once Mr. Ferguson Senior recovers, we can revisit the situation.”
Alana readily agreed to this plan and immediately began preparing the necessary arrangements. They couldn’t wait to send Ember as far away as possible.
Atlas held Kaylee’s hand in gratitude. “I’m truly thankful that you’re around. Even after everything Ember did to you, you’re still considerate enough to think of her…”
Kaylee smiled gently. “How could I not? Ember was just caught up in a moment of poor judgment. I’d never hold it against her.”
In the days that followed, Ember was confined to her hospital room. She had no one to talk to and spent her time alone with her phone. Her photo album was filled with pictures of her and Atlas.
At first, it had only been the two of them—sharing a single cup of coffee, walking hand in hand, and capturing moments that proved they had once been in love.
But at some point, things had changed. What were once dates for two always seemed to include Kaylee.
Ember scrolled through her phone and opened her Instagram account.
There were hundreds of posts, and they were almost all centered around Atlas. They were photos of their life together and heartfelt essays she’d written on anniversaries.
The comments from netizens had mocked her, calling her love-obsessed. It was as if Atlas was the only thing that mattered in her world.
As she read through them, Ember chuckled bitterly and shook her head. At this point, there was no reason to hold onto these photos and posts.
She then pressed the deactivate button.
