I lifted my head and noticed his bleeding hand. I looked at him, feeling flustered. “I have so many things to say, but not like this. I don’t want to beg for love or live in the shadows. I hate playing games and manipulation. I just want a peaceful life.”

I looked at the ceiling and continued, "I hate the constant deceit and schemes. If I must choose, I want the one who has always been by my side. I don't want to miss that anymore."

I knew these words would cut deep into Atlas’s heart. However, they were insignificant to me. Since I couldn’t have him, I would let him go. I had no reason to hold onto something that wasn't mine.

Atlas looked into my eyes and asked, "Are you sure about your choice?"

I hesitated, then lowered my head. "Yes."

Suddenly, he smiled. "Good, Chloe, you've finally made your choice."

I looked at him in confusion. I wondered why he said it was my choice when it was his. His thoughts confused me. Why’d he be affectionate with another woman and then blame me?