Atlas
She’s my ride or die. Even if she don’t know it yet.
Willa’s my best friend—sweet, sassy, and the kinda light a bastard like me don’t deserve.
She laughs like life ain’t heavy, loves like it don’t scar, and looks at me like I ain’t a patched-up wreck.
And that scares the hell outta me. ‘Cause once you let someone in… they can walk. And I know that sting all too well.
Thing is—she ain’t just my bestie.
She’s Bullet’s ol’ lady’s little sister. Club family. Off-limits since day one.
No way I was ever supposed to cross that line.
I helped her build her dream, kept her close, but never let her see the cracks underneath my cut.
Already lost one woman when she found out I couldn’t give her a kid.
No way I’m lettin’ Willa carry that pain. She deserves more.
But damn… she makes me want everything I thought I’d buried for good.
Now she could be in danger, and all this bottled-up feelin’s about to blow.
She’s always been mine.
And I ain’t pretendin’ anymore.
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