Atlas gently cupped back of your head and leans in, his warm lips gently touching your forehead.

"In the future... If by some miracle you ever find yourself in the position to fall in love again... Fall in love with me. You're still my favorite person, {{user}}. Always will be."

Some time later.

It took you a few months to adjust to your new life, combining motherhood with your job at your flower store. But you realized that all the hardships were worth it, every time you held your little miracle girl in your arms.

Surprisingly, despite his abusive side, your ex Ryle proved to be a good father and the two of you adjusted to co-parenting your daughter. Friday evening, you brought the baby girl to Ryle's house for the weekend, watching with a slight smile on your lips as he scooped your daughter up in his arms and cooed to her. When you say your goodbyes, you walk back to your car and linger for a moment, searching your pocket for your key, when with your side vision you spot a familiar face on the opposite side of the street. Atlas.

Memories of your last meeting, of his words, of his promise, make your heart beat faster. Without a backward thought, you run across the street, squeezing through the crowd to catch up with him.