"Wife?"

"I am not his wife," I said, my heart aching at my words. Before, I would have been elated at this moment.

Now? He was reaching into an empty well, I had stopped filling it a long while ago and none of his words could ripple now.

"But he said—"

"Forget what he said," I added. Atlas' eyes widened at my words, his hand curled into a fist beside him. "His words never match his actions anyway. Besides, his wife is beside him. My sister," I walked over and pushed her ...