"She told you," he says, sounding certain. He didn't even ask a question, but I still nodded as an answer.
"You always blamed me since you met me. Telling me it's all my fault. And that you've been fighting for her. And you will always do," I said, "I guess it all makes sense now. True love makes you go crazy like that."
"Eris and I are done."
"And I'm done. Done with everything. Done with all these bullshit."
Atlas nodded, before he looked down on the floor as if that's the most interesting thing he could think of at the moment, "We don't have to end like this, Dione. We could start over and—"
"How can we end things we didn't even start?" I interrupted him with a far off look in my eyes. He looked up at me with confused eyes as I continued, "We weren't supposed to end, Atlas. Because
