Chapter 112
- “Despite being allergic to Lilies,” Atlas began as I stepped out of the car, my eyes stinging with fresh tears. “You’ve always wanted a small garden, like the one at our orphanage.” he continued but I was already walking inside.
- He chuckled and my bottom lip quivered as I recognized the layout. “I kind of uh, made it bigger than your sketch?”
- I turned and tackled him into a hug. “I.. how did you.. When.. but…”