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ATLAS

“Hi,” she said, looking around the office hesitantly. Like she was’t sure she was welcome.

I haven’t spoken to her and as much as just seeing her reminds me of her betrayal. I see her with Damien and it is the worst thing ever. Because everything aside, she was my friend even before we started dating. And she knew him when I was in training school and how much I disliked him.

“Are you busy?” She asked, staring down at her feet.

I huffed out a breath and nodded. We’ll have to talk ether way and now is as much a good time as any.

“Come on,” I pointed to the chair and she slowly walked and lowered herself into the chair, looking very uncomfortable.

I stared at her, noticing the dark bags under her eyes. Proof of lack of sleep. She didn’t have any makeup on, her usual red lipstick was out of sight. I couldn’t remember the last time I saw her this bare faced. I’d even almost forgotten the colour of her lips. Pale pink.

She was really beautify. Even without the ten pounds of makeup sh