Meanwhile…
Lola glanced at Atlas, her lips parting before pressing together again. A shallow breath escaped her as she swallowed the words that refused to come out.
The sound of their quiet footsteps echoed through the mansion. It was not always silent, nor was it always loud—but at this moment, it felt oddly, and unsurprisingly, quieter.
When they reached the family wing, Lola slowed to a stop. Atlas took a few steps ahead before pausing and looking back at her.
"Darling," she called softly, finally finding her voice. "Do you want to be alone for a while?"
Atlas simply stared at her, clearly considering it. She didn't wait for his answer and smiled gently.
"I'll wash up and then head back," she said quietly. "I'll see what Allen and Slater are up to. You know where to find me, alright?"
"Mhm." He nodded, watching her turn on her heel and walk away. He stayed where he was, keeping his eyes on her until she disappeared from view.
