CHAPTER 82: Entertainer

ATLAS'S POV

The moment I heard the sound of the door slam, a heavy wave of guilt surged through my veins, causing me to slump against the nearest surface. I didn't mean for things to turn out this way. The pain I saw in her eyes as she left made me truly regret my actions for the first time in a long while.

I had screamed at her to leave when I noticed the scars on her back. At that moment, I knew that I was the reason for her pain. It was enough to make me realize that I wasn't good enough for her. She deserved better, and yet, I still wanted her to be mine.

As I stood there, everything felt like a dream. It had been sweet, yes, and I had craved her. But I couldn't ignore my vulnerability, my bare emotions, and my overwhelming passion throughout it all. It was as if I had poured my entire being into the relationship. I prided myself on being an alpha, but this experience had left me feeling smitten and unsure of myself. Nevertheless, I remained steadfast in my determination not to c