Chapter 337

[Cordelia]

He looks so lost as I put distance between us. My words have hurt him deeper than I intended.

"Cordelia," He looks down and I place my hand on his cheek.

"I love you, Atlas. I always have." I confess. "And I'm not leaving you. I'm leaving all of this," I wave my hands around the room. "Between the illness, the search for the cure, Jude, Magnus, and Tilly...oh God, Tilly," I try not to weep but fail. "I need a break. Jasper needs a break. Come with us."

"Come with you?" he raises an eyebrow. "But if I leave, who's going to continue trying to find the cure?"

"I don't know," I huff. "Since it's your mother's cure, maybe she should be the one to look. She created this treasure hunt to begin with, maybe having her go off in search of it will jog her memory."

His head tilts to the side as he thinks about the situation. "But she's an old woman with memory issues. I'm not sure she should go alone." Atlas explains. "And Clark needs to stay by his wife. I got a call from him earlie