Atlas POV
When the train finally screeched to a halt at the busy station, I reached out to grab Mia's bag. With a gentle grip, I offered her my other hand, the warmth of our palms meeting.
"It's going to be crowded here, so it's best if we stick together," I explained, guiding her through the narrow corridors of the station. As we stepped out into the open, Mia's eyes darted around, trying to take in the unfamiliar surroundings. The city enveloped us, with car horns blaring and distant sirens wailing.
"I take it you've never been to a city before?" I asked.
She admitted her lack of experience, as I stopped with her at a small information stand. I reached out and grabbed a map.
With the map in hand, I located a decent hotel for us, marked with vibrant symbols of stores, restaurants,
