Atlas POV
Mia was up bright and early, her eyes gleaming with determination as she stood ready to go to the gym and then assist Bryn in any way possible. She exuded an aura of fearlessness, much like the golden glow emanating from Inara's tips last night. As she dressed, her hair was tied back, but I secretly preferred it cascading down, framing her face.
"It's easier for me to work out and train with my hair tied back," she explained as if reading my mind with a smile before leaving the room. When we arrived at the gym, Flint was already there, a familiar grin on his face.
"Ready for the famous Flint workout," Flint said with a mischievous grin, his eyes locking onto mine. Mia chuckled. "Mia, Bryn spent most of the night researching the relics," Flint continued, "and she's devised a p
