FAZER LOGIN**ATLAS**“Where the fuck is she?”The question ripped out of me before the engine even died, my phone clenched so tightly in my hand that the edges bit into my palm while Calista’s voicemail echoed through the car for the sixth damn time.“Relax, Kane. I'm sure she's fine.” Ledger's voice had an edge to it, but it did nothing to stop me from hurling myself out of the car before it even parked.Louise stood on the steps, fingers twisted in her apron as I advanced on her.“What were you doing? I told you to watch her!”“Yeeess, but then she took this phone call and asked me to leave the morning room…”“Who was she on the phone with?”“I don't know, sir…she asked me to—”“Leave the room? Yes, you said that the first time, Louise.” I pinched the bridge of my nose.Her eyes were already glazing over. This would go no further without me having to apologise for my tone.“Alright…if you left her in the morning room, how did she get out?”She shook her head again, and I felt seconds away from
**CALISTA**The red light blurred through my windshield as I gripped the steering wheel hard enough to feel my pulse throbbing beneath my palms, trying to breathe through the old terror clawing its way back up my chest.I was five minutes late and already working up a sweat. The seatbelt dug into my ribs, and for the first time since the accident, I felt grateful for the grounding pain. What the hell was I thinking driving by myself? I could not trust my own hands to stop shaking, and my teeth set on edge everytime a car pulled up beside me. I shut my eyes, telling myself that I was fine. That the accident was in the past. That I was not sitting in my car choking on my own blood as water cracked down on the windshields.No…no water. Just sky and sun and freaking red lights at almost every stop.It was almost as if the universe herself was trying to stop me, to protect me from whatever Isadora might have planned. But I was done sitting on my hands. Especially when I searched for Atl
**ATLAS**“Are you sure this is the right place?”“At this point, I'm not even sure anymore.”Our car sat buried behind a towering thornbush, engine ticking softly in the middle of nowhere while the tall grass outside swallowed every sign that civilization had ever existed.My fingers tightened around the steering as Ledger checked his GPS, and I peered through the window at the area. “Great. The service is down.” He murmured.We had been driving for what seemed like forever, and maybe it was. Three hours excluding traffic. Three hours away from Calista if she needed my help. If I was paranoid enough, I could have sworn that Ledger was just trying to take me far away from her.“Yeah…this is the right place.” He muttered, looking out his window as he reached for the door handle.“Wait!” He turned to glare at me, and I recognised that the voice was truly mine. “What are we waiting for?” He asked, jaw firm.For the sky to fall, for the earth to swallow us whole and keep us infinitie
**CALISTA**I pushed the eggs around my plate with my fork, but my mouth tasted like sawdust and my heart would not stop racing.Atlas had been gone for too long now, long enough to set my heart beating backwards as I sat rigid on the sofa. The small coffee table was propped in front of me, carrying a steaming mug of coffee and a platter of toast, eggs, bacon…none of which registered in any part of me.My birthday…how could I forget?So much anger and hate, so little room for anything else, not even the day I was born. Fate really twisted the knife with this one.Happy birthday, Astrid. I hope your eggs taste like toothpaste and your shoes bruise your ankles when you go shopping with Merrick, you amber eyed gold digger.I bit into a slice of toast and chewed slowly, staring across the room at where Atlas used to be, where he stood and dedicated his life to me while my sister and ex husband actively tried to bury me in hell.The fork was slipping through my sweaty fingers, just like
**ATLAS**The guilt came first.Then Ledger Bennett looked at Calista standing barefoot in my shirt, and I realized there was no point pretending I had kept my word.“You've got to be FUCKING kidding me.” He hissed, green eyes cutting to me.He had every right to look at me like a traitor. After all, I was the idiot who swore I would stay away from Calista—and then handed her my goddamn shirt.“Cool it, Ledge.” I said, voice tight.He raised a brow, crimson lips set in a thin line.“What the fuck is she doing here?”“Atlas…” Calista's voice faltered, and I stepped in front of her, blocking Ledger's murderous glare.Louise had exited the room, leaving the aroma of cinnamon and coffee in her destructive wake. “Let us talk outside.” I said.“The only person who should be outside is this little —”“Ledger. No.” Not after everything she has been through.“No, let him. I actually deserve it.” Calista tried to step out of my shadow, but I blocked her again, for the only thing more dangerous
**CALISTA**I woke to the scent of coconuts and the horrifying realization that somewhere between surviving Merrick and falling asleep in Atlas Kane's bed, I had started to feel safe again.Maybe it was the weighted blankets grounding me into the silk sheets, or the gentle chirping of birds outside my window—his window.I told myself that the coconut scent was a coincidence. Surely his room must have always smelled like this…not like I had ever been here before.For a moment, the air stilled, and I sucked in a breath, bracing for the ache in my ribs. The dull throb rocked my chest, but it was nothing compared to yesterday when Merrick—No.I turned my neck to the side, fixing my gaze on the sunlight streaming in through the open windows. A bird sat perched on the windowsill, and I felt myself freeze as its beady black eyes met mine.A robin. How beautiful…I thought that I could rise from the bed without scaring him, but the moment I heaved the blanket off me, it was gone in an instan







