Atlas couldn't sleep the whole night, so when the first light of dawn came, he was up first.
It was the weekend, so he didn't have much plans for work. But after last night, and how badly he had been rejected, he couldn't bring himself to stay in the house.
His phone beeped as he left the bathroom. He walked straight to the table, and grabbed the phone.
Mother dearest: don't forget about the meeting in the house next weekend. Hopefully, I'll see you there.
Atlas scrolled and saw other calls and text messages from a whole lot of people.
He was in the middle of scrolling when he remembered Aveline's purse was still in the car.
The thought of her purse made him think about her, and its ripple effect was thinking about her rejection.
It burned a hole in his heart. She had just upped and left.
He thought she wanted him too. But it turned out she was just curious.
What would a kiss in this moment when he is vulnerable with you feel like?
