Time passed so slowly, as if each second felt like a year...
Atlas Hallow's lips curved with a sharpness, and when his question slowly escaped his lips, it was like cutting through the air with a knife: "Did you investigate me?"
She and Ethan Baird were good friends, and if he could look into her past, why wouldn't she look into his?
Atlas Hallow stared at Charlotte Miller, his gaze slowly surveying her face, as if trying to find answers written there.
Charlotte's long lashes trembled lightly as she met Atlas Hallow's gaze. Her red lips parted slightly as she slowly spoke each word: "I suppose so. I want to live with you, but I can't be completely ignorant of your past. Why do you always take care of her? Is it because you like her, or is there another reason?" She had never spoken to Atlas Hallow about something so seriously before.
