Chapter 132

[Cordelia]

It felt so good to slam the door and walk away from all of that nonsense.

Standing in the same room while Atlas continued to make excuses for Angelica was the last straw. I had told them what had happened, what I had suspected, fears I was afraid of voicing because I was worried about how Atlas would receive it only to discover it didn't matter anyway. Atlas doesn't believe me. Or he doesn't believe that I know what I see and hear with my own eyes and ears.

I'm not sure what would be worse--him thinking I'm a liar or him thinking I'm foolish.

And Atlas--so much for not caring if others see us, or about the world and what it might think of us and our relationship. As soon as things got difficult, he hid behind his usual "just business" mindset and used it as an excuse to not follow through.

I'm not sure why I thought things would be different between us. One beautiful night together isn't enough to change a lifetime of bad habits.

I should have told my mother off and hu