Atlas escorted me back to the master bedroom upstairs while softly saying, "Though it's not our original home, this is my own place. Welcome home, honey.”

Honestly, I was deeply touched like never before at that moment.

I belonged here, yet I hadn’t been around for so many years. Now, I had finally returned, and I was determined to reclaim what was rightfully mine.

For some reason, I was really looking forward to seeing Celine again tomorrow.

Atlas stayed with me as I finished washing up, and we fell asleep in each other's arms. I felt no sense of unfamiliarity here at all.

The next day, as I woke up, the sound of gentle rain greeted my ears.

I touched the space beside me, finding it empty and the bed already cold.

When did he leave? I had slept so deeply that I had no idea.

After getting up and freshening up, I changed into a comfortable long dress I had brought with me and walked out of the room quietly.

We had arrived too late last night to see the surroundings clearly, but