I am aware that people will despise me, and if they do, they will likely continue to do so; however, when I wake up in the morning, I find that I do not regret what I did with Atlas, which was to have s*x with him while we were in the midst of a critical situation; and now, I have entered the office of the Alpha, where I did not anticipate seeing anyone else present.
As I approached the table, I gave my hair a quick fix and noticed that there was a lot of paper on it. I've been looking into it, and I've noticed that there's a name that I use that has letters after it—a lot of letters, in fact—but I don't know how many there are. This has caused me to keep my eyes wide open.
It's all about how much he missed me and how much he wanted to see me, and he was trying to reach me with those let
