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Chapter 145
VictoryAnne ViceSorry for the mess up with the earlier posting of the chapter~! That last bit is from another version of the chapter and needed to be deleted
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[Cordelia]Atlas is looking up at me with so much fear, so much longing. My mouth goes dry as he takes my hand and gently kisses it.From within his car, he pulls out a small box. "This morning, before your mother called, I had texted Clark to bring me this."He opens a small green velvet box. Inside is a delicate ring of gorgeous gold filigree in an art-nouveau style. In the center is a smallish green emerald and two smaller diamonds."It was my grandmother's." He explains. "And before her, my great-grandmother's." He holds it up to me. "I know it isn't much, but in that era, it was in style to have a smaller gemstone. The ring is 100 years old and..."He's so nervous that he is rambling, waiting to be released from his one-knee torture of kneeling in the traditional position.The only thing is, he hasn't asked me "the question" and I don't want to answer in case I am wrong.What if he just wanted to apologize and be fancy while doing it? I don't want to presume."I wanted to have a
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[Atlas]Some days I wonder if my life would be easier if I never learned to fall in love.Watching Cordelia slowly fall, clutching our child protectively, her face twisted in pain, is more frightening than facing my own demise. I would gladly die a thousand deaths to keep that look of suffering from her face."It's nothing, Atlas. I'll be fine."I am too scared to speak. All I can do is hold her close and pray that she is right and this isn't what I fear it to be. My grandparents had eight children. Only one survived past infancy. My parents had four mid-term miscarriages before me. It was their first successful pregnancy. Clark and I are so many years apart because it took them another seven years to conceive again, and he was premature. Thank God for modern medicine or my little brother would have joined our siblings in the afterlife. My family is cursed. "It's just a cramp," Cordelia insists as I run into the Emergency Room, my entire universe contained within my arms. "I get cra
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[Cordelia]Labor. The word hits me like a brick in the chest. "No," I argue. "I can't be in labor, It's too soon."Atlas squeezes my hand as he gently pats my back as the nurse explains that while a child can survive outside the womb at 24 weeks with a lot of intervention, the odds are not favorable. "I will consult with the obstetrician, who will also want to examine you," he looks over his computer at me while he types a few more notes. "But if I were you I'd be prepared to stay the night, maybe longer, for observation."The nurse leaves and my new obstetrician, Dr. Bennet enters. "Call me Susanna, please," she insists, her perfect chestnut curls bouncing as she does her examination."So good news or bad news," she asks with a chipper grin. I'd be annoyed if she wasn't so genuine and cute.I can't decide what I want to hear first, so she chooses for me. "Well, the good news is, you are very healthy and your baby looks healthy."Okay, that doesn't sound bad at all. "And the bad ne
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He kisses my neck again. And again. "Atlas," I moan, my sensitive skin eager for even the smallest touch. "We're in a parking lot."“Hmm…” he mumbles against my neck, ignoring my protests. “I have to follow the doctor’s orders” he insists. I can feel the outline of his smirk against my shoulder as he continues his gentle assault. "So relax and let me love you.""Shouldn't we be getting home?” my voice hitches as his hand finds my breast, my nipple growing hard in response to his caress. "Eventually,” he agrees as he pushes down the strap of my shirt to give himself easier access to my tender flesh. “And when we get there we are not leaving my bedroom.”“We can’t stay there for the next 8 weeks,” I laugh as his scruffy stubble tickles my cheek. “Um, is that a challenge?” he locks the wheelchair and helps me stand. Pressing me against the side of the car his hand reaches up my shirt. “I like a good challenge.""Atlas, this is not what the doctor meant," I laugh as I push at him playf
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When I open my eyes, I find myself blinking as sunlight streaks through the open door. "Oh good," he smiles. "You're awake. I..." he looks down at his hands, suddenly nervous. "I have something I want to show you.""How long was I asleep?" I ask meekly as I rub my eyes, Atlas leading me down a gravel road. "Where are we? This isn't the estate."The Steele Family estate is nestled in the heights above Beverly Hills. We are nowhere near that now. "I told you I was taking you home," he grins up at me through his lashes, his fingers interlaced with mine. Lately, the Atlas Steele I've seen has been more shy than confident. Could it be that his confidence hides an inner fear of rejection? "I wanted to wait until I received your answer...but I also can't wait to show you this place. I...I hope you like it.""What is this about, Atlas," I query as the driveway bends around and empties into a beautiful garden of roses and jasmine and other flowers in bright colors, the whole space glowing wi
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"Yes?" Atlas repeats, puzzled. "Yes, you probably should have told me about this before you brought me here," I smirk, "But also, yes to your question from before," I smile as I wait for him to realize what I am saying. "Yes?" he asks again, only now he knows what I am talking about. "Do you? I mean I...?"Stepping onto my tip toes I close the gap between us and kiss him gently. "Yes, Atlas, I want to marry you again. And I love this home," I hold onto his shoulders as his arms wrap around my waist. "It's perfect."He pulls me into him and kisses me. It isn't the hesitant kiss of first love or the hot and bothered kisses we were sharing in the car. This is a kiss of gentle deepness of shared growth and hope for tomorrow. As we kiss I see our children growing up around us, playing in the forest, bringing friends over for sleepovers. I see Atlas spending less time in the office and more time here, making pancakes and pursuing new hobbies and passions, supporting me side by side as we
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[Cordelia]Giggling like school children Altas pulls me upstairs to the second floor of the house. The first door to the right is a smaller bedroom. It is decorated in shades of green and blue with an assembled crib and changing table. In the corner near the sunlit window is a large, cushioned glider with a matching stool. "This was my bedroom," he smiles as he places a hand on the wall. "Now it will be his.""When did you have this done?" I look around, marveling at all the small, intricate details, like a mini fridge to store breast milk and milk warmer for feedings when I'm away. There are even clothes and all the little necessities he will need as he grows. "Tilly and Clark were up here this morning," he confesses, "I...I knew that I wanted to ask you today. I had planned a whole romantic morning for us. This week was supposed to be our week away from everything." He wraps his arms around me, snuggling in from behind. "We couldn't have predicted that Angelica would have been in
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[Cordelia]"I think I still remember the secret code," Atlas grins as he fiddles with the lock. I come closer and notice it isn't as simple a contraption as I originally assumed. The lock is digital, unusual for a lock that is over 25 years old. "Mom was a bit of a tech genius," Atlas grumps as he tries to figure out the code and is denied again with a loud buzzing sound. "I think she's where Clark gets his tech savviness from. She'd tinker around the house, making little things like this," he points to the lock. "She was so ahead of her time." "I wanted to show you our old treasure maps," he sighs as he sets the lock down, giving up on opening the lock for the evening. "I thought the code was Dad's birthday, but it isn't working." He frowns. "I'll have to check and see if Clark remembers. I doubt it, though, he was only 3 when they died.""What's this?" I ask, pointing to a panel on the back side of the lock. "Maybe this has something to do with why it won't open." Atlas flips it o
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