“Julia!” Atlas’ voice broke through the fog in my head. I raised it and we locked eyes, even through the fog, I could see the fear in his green orbs.
“A—” I coughed, wincing at the burns on my skin. The door slammed open and the dark-haired man rushed inside.
“What the — what the heck is going on?!” Atlas doesn’t curse. “Why are you under that? Are you okay? Why is this place on fire?!”
“B-baby!” I cried as he tried to lift the roof. I shook my head and reached for his leg.
“Don’t worry, Julia. I am going to get you out of here, Just trust—”
“Save the baby Atlas! The baby! Not me!” I broke out, sobbing.
Atlas froze. “What baby?”
I turned, pointing at the woman on the other side. Atlas stumbled as if he hadn’t seen her before and maybe it didn’t. Maybe for the first time in three
