The day had passed as usual for Atlas: meetings after meetings, negotiations, and then more negotiations. He was used to it, even though today his schedule was more packed than it had ever been. All because he wanted to take a short break from work and focus on something else… or rather, someone else.
When he returned to his office, he stopped as soon as he closed the door.
There, seated on the floor with some drawing materials, were his children. They were smiling, waving at him with bright expressions. Shifting his eyes to the couch, his gaze landed on the sleeping Lola. He opened his mouth, but his kids quickly placed their fingers in front of their lips.
"Shhh…" they hushed, mouthing, "Mommy is sleeping."
I can see that.
He quietly walked over to her, not making the slightest sound. He stopped near the couch where she was sleeping. At the same time, the twins knelt beside the couch. The three of them studied Lola's sleeping face.
