Chapter 144

Seven’s / Atlas’s POV

I stood beside Sean, my gaze fixed on the horizon. The sun dipped low, casting a golden hue over the remnants of the chaos we had left behind. It was a bittersweet sight—beauty intertwined with the memories of conflict and loss. A tightness filled my chest, a familiar ache that had become a constant companion since I made the decision to leave Shantelle.

“We did what was necessary,” Sean’s voice broke through my thoughts, steady and reassuring. I nodded, though the weight of my actions felt heavier than ever. I had fought hard to reclaim my identity, to become Atlas, the protector I had always aspired to be. Yet, the victory felt hollow.

“Shantelle’s safe now,” Sean continued, his eyes scanning the horizon as if searching for signs of danger. A flicker of relief stirred in me at his words, but it was quickly overshadowed by the gnawing guilt that clawed at my insides. I had sacrificed so much for her safety, and yet, I could not shake t