Sabrina's POV
The sun shines in through the gap in the curtains, landing right in my eyes. I groan, trying to roll away from the bright light. I reach my hand out across the bed, searching for a familiar warm body. I frown when I don't find it.
I rub the sleep out of my eyes and slowly sit up. I wonder what time it is because I could've been asleep for a couple of hours or maybe it's the afternoon. When I retrieve my phone from the bedside table, my heart drops. It's two in the afternoon and I've completely missed my alarm for work.
Panic begins to fill my body as I jump out of bed and search the messy floor for a sweatshirt. The bed is completely empty, which means Atlas must've left sometime this morning. I rush out into the living room where the smell of bacon hits me.
Atlas is standing over a saucepan at the oven and there is a big pile of eggs and bacon in the middle of the dining table. When he hears me enter, he looks over his shoulder to give me a warm smile.
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