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ATLAS

I smiled at Annie, seeing how she was running around, trying to make sure that everything is perfect. When she came to pass by me, I captured her arm, stoping her.

“You should relax,” I said, then looked down the simple shirt and jeans she was wearing. “And maybe go get dressed too. I’m sure you don’t want to be late.”

She is breathing heavily when she replied. “I know, I know. I just want everything to be perfect.”

“And it will be,” I cupped her cheeks, my thumb stroking her soft skin. “Stop stressing too much and go get dressed. We don’t want to be late.”

She stared into my eyes for a few quiet seconds before nodding with a sigh.

“Okay.” I nodded and released her.

She rushed up the stairs, not before ease threw a command at one of the workers to act like they hd blood I their veins. With a smile my way, she disappeared up the stairs. I found myself watching where she was just standing.

I sighed and looked away, taking note of the decorations she had out around the house. The e