“W-what did you just call me?”

Atlas grabbed my arms. “How dare you call my love fake? How dare you?!” he pushed me but reached out to hold me before I could hit the ground.

My hands wrapped around his, he was holding me but not helping me up at the same time, so my feet were on the ground but somehow — Atlas kept me balanced.

Again, for some odd reason, we made it work.

He pulled me up and I collided with his chest. “From the moment I saw you in that ...