[Summit Partners: CEO’s Office]
Atlas sat in the armchair, the air around him still, almost unmoving. His naturally sharp eyes cast down, staring at the stack of folders on the table. Yet, his mind was drifting to his conversation with Lola this morning.
"That’s my baby. This is where he is."
Her smiles usually carried different emotions, which never failed to make him wonder what else she was hiding. After all, her smile didn’t always look the same. Thus, he often noticed when something was wrong or if there was something that was bothering her.
But earlier, while talking about her own child, her lips were curled up. Her voice was lighter than usual, but her eyes carried not sadness but longing. Deep longing.
"I lost him before I could even bring him into this world," was what she told him. "So, you can say I wasn’t fully a mother. Almost, Atlas. Almost. Had it not been for that car..."
He didn’t give her an answer and just studied the look in her eyes.
"What about the father?" he asked after a moment of silence between them.
Her reaction was different from what he had imagined. Lola chuckled at his question as if she were about to tell him a funny joke. Then, she shrugged and looked away, biting her lip as her answer formed in her head.
"Will you believe me if I said... I’m not a slut?" her voice somehow quieted. "Because my answer to that question is: I don’t even know who the father is."
Because, in a sense, saying she didn’t know the father of her kid naturally led to her character. Not knowing who the father of her child was only gave very few explanations, none of which were good.
"I didn’t know how I got pregnant," she whispered, lowering her eyes as she thought about it. "Nor do I know who got me pregnant."
Until yesterday.
Lola forced a smile as she turned to him. "This is the type of thing you don’t know, so before you bother me... think about all of this."
Think about the fact that she was once a mother to a child she didn’t know how she had conceived, or who the father was. That he was about to pursue someone... like that.
Pretty messed up, huh?
Atlas closed his eyes, drawing himself out of the memory. He cocked his head back until it was resting on the armchair. His hand crept up to his chest; it felt tight with each beat. The look on her face after telling him to think about pursuing her a hundredfold somehow pricked his heart.
"All these years..." he whispered, his eyes partially cracking open. "... I believed it was a mistake for you."
That she regretted that night and believed everything that had happened was a drunken mistake. Hence, she delivered the children to his parents’ home once she had given birth to them. It wasn’t like he hated the mother of his children. In fact, he had understood it if that was the case.


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