ATLAS
I bit my lips hard, my hands balling into fists at my side.
Fuck. I shouldn’t have said what I said..or in the way I said it.
Traumatized? What the hell was I thinking?
But then, I didn’t want to lie to her, or give her the wrong impression about me, or give her a false image of myself.
I had to let her know in some way, give her a little hint, that I wasn’t even a bit as good as she thinks.
I mean, I know she probably doesn’t think of me as a good man, seeing how she glared at me every chance she got. But I was worse than whatever it was she was thinking.
“Well,” she stared in a sharp, crisp tone, “I’ll be taking my leave now.” She squared her shoulders, glancing down at Braden’s headstone. “You can stay all you want, and don’t even think of stalking me again, else you’d be
