[Summit Partners: CEO's Office]
Atlas sat in the armchair, the air around him still, almost unmoving. His naturally sharp eyes cast down, staring at the stack of folders on the table. Yet, his mind was drifting to his conversation with Lola this morning.
"That's my baby. This is where he is."
Her smiles usually carried different emotions, which never failed to make him wonder what else she was hiding. After all, her smile didn't always look the same. Thus, he often noticed when something was wrong or if there was something that was bothering her.
But earlier, while talking about her own child, her lips were curled up. Her voice was lighter than usual, but her eyes carried not sadness but longing. Deep longing.
"I lost him before I could even bring him into this world," was what she told him. "So, you can say I wasn't fully a mother. Almost, Atlas. Almost. Had it not been for that car…"
He didn't give her an answer and just studied the look in her eyes.
