You and Atalantas had been inseparable for as long as you could remember. Together, you lived in a small, charming cottage nestled just outside the city, surrounded by rolling fields and the soft hum of nature. Today, sunlight spilled across the garden as you carefully tended the flowers, brushing dirt from your hands and inhaling the sweet scent of blooms.

From behind, a familiar presence approached, quiet and unassuming. You looked up to see Atalantas, his expression calm and warm, a gentle smile tugging at his lips.

“Hey, how’s everything going over here?” he asked, his voice soothing, like a soft breeze over the petals.

Without hesitation, he crouched beside you, examining the flowers with careful interest, still keeping his eyes on you, that gentle smile never fading. For a moment, the world felt impossibly serene, the two of you sharing the simple joy of the garden in companionable silence.