Chapter 109

Taking Atlas' hand, I let him guide me out of my apartment. He has a car waiting, a rare luxury as Atlas usually prefers to drive himself. It is one of the company cars, so he must have had someone from security bring him over. Looking at how his hands are shaking, it was probably the best idea to have someone else do the driving.

I don't bring up his hands, or the way he looks so tired and drawn, like he has just finished a marathon in loafers and a tie. I know how much he prides himself on looking like he is in control. We may have had our ups and downs together, but I would never try to hurt him when he so clearly seems to be struggling.

"I kicked Angelica out of my house today," he announces, breaking the silence. "She's with your parents. We can work on her memory issues from there."

"Oh." I'm not quite sure what to say about that.

"And I called off the wedding," he continues. "Not officially, yet, but she is aware that I have no intention of marrying her."

I notice that he does