I never wanted it to turn out this way…

But the timing was perfect, for both of us.

I think it helped me realise the inner beauty of someone I'd admired for so long. And he may deny it all, but I was the only person willing and able to help discover this beauty.

I mean, I couldn’t help but feel bad. The poor thing had suicide written all over his diary. Of course, it wasn’t any of my business to be reading something so personal in the first place, but how could I resist?

To not take action would have been ignorant. I would have been part of the problem. And I would hate to be a problem for Atlas.

I will never regret what I did, it certainly brought us closer. Now he has a chance to pay me back for everything I’ve put into this partnership.

If Atlas isn’t my partner in everything at all times, then what’s the point? If I’m not figuring out the mysteries that plague our relationship, why bother? Everything in life has an answer, and sometimes it is death.

No one tends to think about the circumstances of life as much as someone who is forced against their will to survive.

But I feel like I’ve heard that said somewhere before…

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