CHAPTER 88 : Pillow talk

ATLAS'S POV

As I slowly awakened from my slumber, a groan escaped my lips, matching the intensity of my annoyance.

The intrusive rays of sunshine rudely invaded my eyes, piercing through the delicate veil of sleep that still clung to my senses.

With a loud sigh, I dragged myself out of bed, closing the curtains was a desperate attempt to reclaim a sliver of the peaceful darkness that I longed for.

I didn't need a reminder that it was morning.

Today all I yearned for was a day of tranquility, a day spent wrapped in the comforting embrace of Nyx. She was my solace, my sanctuary in a world that often felt overwhelming.

I still couldn't believe how fast all these happened, a part still felt like this was a dream cause if not how did we get here?

Turning my gaze towards the bed, my heart skipped a beat. There she lay, a vision of ethereal beauty sleeping peacefully.

Her silken, white hair cascaded like a gentle waterfall across the pillow, framing her face in a halo of celestial radiance