"You're awake!" A warm voice reached my ears, and I knew exactly who it was.

I moved my head and struggled to open my eyes, glancing at the handsome face before me. His eyes were focused on me, and his hand gently brushed my forehead.

"Feeling better? Do you still have a headache?"

I stared at Atlas in confusion, piecing together the events from before. Glancing around, I realized I was in a hospital room.

This made me a bit uneasy, and I looked at Atlas, asking, "Am I sick? Is there something wrong with my head?"

He looked at me affectionately and asked, "Do you feel sick?"

"Then why am I here? How long have I been sleeping?"

Atlas smiled, cleverly responding, "Well, it's lunchtime anyway!"

"I slept that long? Who brought me here? What about Grayson? Wasn't he with me in the office? Oh dear, there's so much I need to handle!"

After saying that, I struggled to sit up, feeling a dull ache in my head.

"Well, it looks like you still remember." Atlas patted my cheek. "Grayson br