~Apollo~
Consciousness flows through me, jolting my body into a sitting position. I look around the room, noticing the sunlight beaming on me. My mind goes over what just happened, and I can’t help but question if that was a dream I had or if it was real. I close my eyes and try to dig through my memories. The conversation is real and vivid in my memories, but there’s something else. I can smell the grass, and the feel of it lingers on my skin. There’s no way that was a dream.
I shake my head, taking deep breaths and slowly letting them out. I look around the room, taking everything in slowly. Atlas is on the opposite side of the bed, but Akia is nowhere to be found. Panic threatens to flood my system as I try not to dwell on what this could mean. I need to be focused so I can figure ou
