ATLAS’ POV
The world stopped for a few seconds as my eyes traced Julia’s body — the same one growing colder in my arms.
I slam her against my chest, as if tightening my grip would somehow jerk her back to life.
It didn’t.
For the first time, I didn’t try to blink away the tears gathering at the corner of my eyes, nor did I hold back the sob building in my throat.
I had her in front of me — for years.
She was in my bedroom, at the mansion’s library, arranging things in my office, sneaking glances at me while I…
While I paraded the city with Lovie.
The thought made me hide my face in her neck, peppering her skin with kisses as sobs escaped my lips. “No, Julia. Please, no. Not now, not when I finally fought the entire world to be with you. No…”
My thoughts drifted to the runw
