Year 2017
Atlas pulled away from Tatum’s gaze, breaking the charged moment between them, while she exhaled through her parted lips. She turned to face him, her expression guarded. “Why do you do that?” She asked him, her voice was soft tinged with a mixture of confusion and vulnerability.
Tatum’s honey brown eyes widened slightly, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Do what?” He asked, genuinely puzzled by her question. “What do you mean?”
Atlas hesitated for a moment, gathering her thoughts before responding. “You... you just keep bulldozing these walls that I have built around myself,” She admitted softly, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. “It is like you see right through me, like none of the defenses I have put up even matter. And what is worse is the fact that I barely know
