{ pt 3 >_< }

after atlas entered your life, he helped you mentally and physically— getting in your head and helping you end your abusive relationship with ryle. ryle left you pregnant, and you now had a gorgeous little girl named emerson. you looked after her 24/7 but ryle could see her on the weekends if you, or a supervisor, was there with her.

you swore you were never going to end up like your mother in that sense, but you did. like mother like daughter.

currently, you were at a farmers market with your mum and emerson— but you were actually with the two in a park nearby. you excused yourself for a moment so you could go and get a drink, leaving your mum with your daughter.

in the midst of the large crowds surrounding all the stands— there he was, atlas. you hadn’t seen him for a few weeks due to life, but now you were seeing him again in all his beautiful glory. once he turned around and faced you, he spotted you and smiled. you smiled back and approached him.

“hey.” he greeted sweetly, “hi.” you replied, stuffinf your hands into your pockets. “how are yo—“ you started, “was that your daughter?” he questioned at the same time. you laughed lightly, “yeah, thats emmy.” you replied. “oh, yeah, i saw you guys before i just— i didn’t..” he trailed off, not really knowing what to say. “yeah, yeah..” you nodded, looking down at the floor. “she’s beautiful.” he commented, making you look back up at him with a smile, “aw.” you chuckled, “thanks.”

a moment of silence. “are you, uh.. still, with..” atlas trailed off again, but you knew what he meant. “no, no.. it’s just us.” “oh, wow.” he hummed. “how’s are the you store with anyone?” the both of you asked at the same time. he smiled slighty, “no..” he revealed, “not yet.” he dropped a hint, looking down at your lips before your eyes again.

you smiled wider, a huff of laughter leaving you. your hands came out your pockets, going to hold onto his face gently as your lips connected in a sweet kiss.