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Stealing Atlas

SIDDHII
Some boys you kiss. Others, you burn for. I’ve ruined every boy who’s ever touched me. Not on purpose. Not always. But the trail of heartbreak behind me is long, drunk, and begging for mercy. They call me a monster in mascara. They’re not wrong. I smoke too much, lie like it’s a sport, and ride my Ducati faster than I should—just to feel something. My mom’s passed out by noon, my dad’s a ghost, and I’ve been partying my way out of feeling anything since I was twelve. Then there’s Atlas Reed. The golden boy with a gym body and a brain built for equations and quiet revenge. He reads Nietzsche. Fixes his sister’s bike. Talks like a whisper. Looks like a sin. And wants absolutely nothing to do with me. So of course I’m obsessed. But Atlas isn’t like the others. He doesn’t fall. He waits. Calculates. And when he finally looks at me like he’s going to ruin me back— I don’t run.
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