"Don't talk to me. I can't even stand looking at you right now," Nadia turned her back to Atlas, stared at the view from the balcony instead.
Atlas looked behind, just as the door closed. His father, Cane Sinclair had given him space so he could talk to his mother alone.
To make her see how unreasonable she was being.
"Why are you acting this way?" He moved forward, and stood beside her.
"How am I acting? Heartbroken? Because yeah you've broken my heart."
"Come on mum, don't be dramatic."
Her head whipped towards him, and the hurt in her gaze vividly reflected. "Dramatic? Do you understand the gravity of what you've done, Atlas? You've brought in a total stranger to our home. Just for me to find out you're not even in love with her? So what's this devotion all about?"
His head doubled back, completely stunned. "What are you talking about?"
