Year 2017
Atlas looked up at Tatum, her eyes weary yet filled with a hint of determination. “I... I have been struggling with my life since I was a child,” She admitted, her voice soft yet resolute. “I have been through... a lot.” Atlas’ voice trailed off slightly as her emotions started to rise to the surface once more. The weight of her history, the pain she had experienced, seemed to press heavily upon her. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself, before continuing.
Atlas looked up at Tatum, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “I…” Atlas kept her eyes on Tatum, her voice soft and shaky as she spoke. “I have had a hard time trusting people, in general. But it is not because you are rude or boastful.” She paused, her gaze meeting his as she continued, “You are those things,
