The night fell swiftly, suddenly shrouding all the splendor, and all the stars in the sky were partial, casting their glowing light upon Atlas Hallow.
Charlotte Miller stayed in the hospital all day, and was exhausted upon returning. She ate a light meal and went straight to sleep, otherwise, if he came back early on nights like this, he would usually be snuggled up on the sofa watching movies.
He stood by the window, looking at everything in this world, a cold glint emanated from his eyes because the night seemed incredibly lonely without her with him.
The little girl was sound asleep in her room, unaware that whenever she wasn't in the same space as him, he felt like every day was a year.
He walked away from the window and sat by the sofa, watching everything outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Beneath his feet was a thriving world of lights, forming a stark contrast between the inside and the outside.
