Chapter 154

Shantelle’s POV

The next morning, I woke up to the warmth of Atlas’s body beside me. His arm was wrapped around my waist, holding me close, creating a cocoon of safety and love. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. I felt a sense of peace, of belonging, that I hadn’t experienced in what felt like ages. It was as if the world outside had faded away, leaving just the two of us in our little bubble of contentment.

“Good morning,” Atlas whispered, his breath tickling my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. His voice was husky with sleep, and I couldn’t help but smile at the sound.

“Morning,” I replied, my heart swelling with affection as I turned to face him. His eyes sparkled with warmth and mischief, and I felt a flutter in my chest. We lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, basking in the warmth of our rekindled love, savoring the quiet moments that felt so precious.

As the sun rose higher, casting