Chapter 132: Paths
The room was dim, lit only by the soft orange glow from the lamp on the desk. Dune sat on the edge of the bed, his body sore under the tight bandages, though he tried not to show it.
Across from him, Atlas stood with his arms crossed, his expression colder than usual.
"Let me see it," Atlas said, voice sharp.
Dune didn't move. "It's nothing. I'm fine., my wounds are almost healed."
Atlas's eyes narrowed.
"I saw what happened at the ceremony." He stepped closer, his tone heavy. "You cut off Raves's hand. Then got beaten half to death right after. You can't keep doing this, Dune. If you're not going to pick a family, then stop getting involved in their mess."
Dune's jaw tensed. He didn't answer right away. "...You like her Atlas, don't you? You like Hazel and you still didn't intervene."
Atlas looked away. "It's not an easy decision to make."
"You think i don't know? But still—"
"Who was it?" Atlas interrupted. "Rodeny sent someone, didn't they? Who did this to you?"
Dune let out a slow breath, eyes dropping to the floor. For a second, it looked like he wouldn't say anything, but then he muttered.