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Atlas had been lying on the beach, asleep on the blanket they had laid out. "You're a nice guy, Atlas, but we're both broke, working hard to meet our personal needs. You're just a driver and an errand boy, while I want to become wealthy. I know that, just like you, I'm not ready to commit to love yet. I'll prioritize myself," Heather said as she left Atlas. She left him there, him who is pretending to be asleep, with the empty bottles of alcohol beside him. He heard everything. Crystal clear. If they watched the sunset yesterday, today they were awakened by the bright sunrise. Atlas rose immediately as he felt the gentle caress of the ocean waves kissing his feet. He looked around for Heathe

Darius’s mouth was open, wide-eyed, unmoving. The rogues—what few remained upright—stared in something between fear and disbelief. Even the sky had stopped breathing. Because no one had seen this before. No one had even imagined it. The Wolves of the Eclipse. Something impossible suddenly in existence. Somehow possible. Nova stepped forward, her paws glowing where they touched the earth. The land seemed to accept her, fold around her presence like it had been waiting for her to return. Atlas didn’t move. He stood like an eternal flame, his burning eyes fixed ahead—unwavering, unrelenting.

I'm the one who should be losing it and he should be glad I haven't woken up the whole neighborhood yet. "Just give me a few days, I can't tell you now!" Atlas said desperately...his voice pleading with me silently. "No, you tell me now!" I pushed but he looked around helplessly which almost made me give in and let him go. "You won't understand and I don't want to scare you" Atlas said as he took a step forward. Scare me? Oh please don't tell me he's a secret psychopathic killer who rapes and kills innocent young women. "What the fuck is it?! Get it out cause I need an explanation here! Actually I think I deserve an explanation at this point!" I said, still standing my ground but holding my

I would have to get Carmen to handle it. The rest of the marriage ceremony till the I do’s passed by hitch-free. The kiss, brief and formal, served its purpose, leaving no room for misinterpretation under the watchful eyes of our guests. As we made our way down the aisle, I spied a glance at Athena. Her smile, while perfect in its presentation, held a hint of detachment, failing to reach her eyes fully. Her hands, gripped the bouquet tightly and trembled slightly, betraying an inner turmoil. A wave of pity surged through me, but I quickly tamped it down. Both of us held our own private motivations that drove this marriage, a silent agreement that was formed in the absence of voiced truths. S

"From what Atlas!" Silence fell between us for a while. Then Atlas sighed and said, "My parents died in a tragic accident when I was eight, and similar fate had missed me countless times. It's a pattern, Aria." Knowing where the conversation was heading, I walked over to him, took his hands in mine, and said, "Atlas, I think it's just a nor…" "I know that it could be just a normal coincidence. But I'm not willing to take that chance with you in my life, that's why I hired a detective."

I couldn’t hear what they were saying, but the other man leaned closer at one point. I shook my head, already feeling bored. I chose to strain my eyes and listen to them if I could. “…how are you handling your old man’s wedding?” the man asked, just loud enough that the words carried through the slightly open window. I straightened a little. Atlas didn’t react immediately. He simply took a sip from the coffee cup the barista handed him. “Same way I handle everything,” he said flatly. The man laughed awkwardly. “Still… must be strange. A new wife. A new family.”

Weren't there Disney movies about things like this, where the evil CEOs cackled and took over entire cities for gentrification? ....Wait, no, she had forgotten that she wasn't as furious at Atlas anymore, after he had told her in the car that he'd simply done all that for spontaneous rather than premeditated, evil reasons. Damn. He was so confusing, always back and forth between cold and vaguely lukewarm and then cold again.

CHAPTER 1 HEAVEN I froze, staring hard at the podium. "I’d like to make an announcement: my wife—well, ex-wife now—" My eyes widened in confusion. Atlas had only gone to the stage to receive his award. What was he saying? "...we've decided to go our separate ways. Heaven and I are getting divorced. Thank you." I turned to the stage, my vision blurring as Atlas smiled, stepping down like he hadn’t just shattered my world in front of the entire country. Ex-wife? Did I hear him correctly? Was this a nightmare?

Atlas turned around fiercely and was about to angrily spit out the words, "Get out!" However, he immediately recognized the woman walking into the clinic, and he quickly bowed. "Hello, Madam Goddard." Felix was confused as to why Deborah was here this time. "Ah, it's Atlas! You've been running around North City recently. Are you here looking for Natalie? What are you doing here then?" Since the Maximus family would never reveal the information about true Dragonspine, Atlas quickly replied, "I saw a new clinic opening up here, so I came in to take a look. I'll be taking my leave now."

But first, he had to survive this scary place and get back to the mansion. Even though he'd had a hard time believing it when Atlas had said the real cause of Saphir's death to him during a fight to get at him for calling him a bastard, Atlene had refused vehemently to believe it. He held firmly onto the story of her being married to someone at war, who was going to come pick her up after the war had ended until he could no longer pretend not knowing about what had really happened to Saphir. Because as he grew older, he started investigating and asking questions; connecting the dots and playing detective, until he had seen the painful truth.