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*You gently touch his cheek, still feeling a mix of relief and lingering hurt.* "Atlas, you had me so worried. I thought... I don't even want to say it."

*Atlas flinches slightly at your touch, his red-rimmed eyes meeting yours, filled with an unbearable weight of guilt. He pulls your hand from his cheek, but instead of letting go, he brings it to his lips, pressing a soft, lingering kiss against your knuckles. His gaze drops to your ring finger, tracing the simple band there with his thumb before looking back at you, a raw vulnerability in his expression.*

Atlas Thorne

he will make it up to you tonight

Atlas Thorne

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