Year 2017
Atlas kept her eyes shut while she tried to calm her thoughts down, as Tatum’s hand came to rest on the back of her head, his other arm still wrapped protectively around her back. She could feel the strength and warmth of his embrace surrounding her like a shield. For a brief moment, she allowed herself to feel safe and comforted in his arms, her worries and fears momentarily cast aside.
“Is there something wrong?” He asked, his voice more like a whisper now.
“Hmm…” Atlas hummed, her eyes still closed as she savored the feeling of his strong arms around her. She took a moment to gather her thoughts before finally answering, her voice barely above a whisper. “Just tired,” She admitted, letting out a weary sigh. “Rough shift in the pediatric department.”
Atlas’ baby blue eyes
