When Atlas got back form the bathroom, Meredith wasn't there. He put on his trousers, picked his phone and went to look for her. He searched the living room, the garden and library but she wasn't there.
His heart pounded violently in his chest. He was afraid something had happened to her. He walked past the kitchen to check the basement but he paused in front of the kitchen when he heard someone singing in the kitchen.
He walked slowly inside and saw Meredith dancing to a music playing on her phone as she flipped something on the stove.
His lips pulled into a smile without him even realizing. He leaned against the wall as he enjoyed the show. Anytime he saw her happy, his heart swelled with happiness. Her happiness was his everything, his happy pills, hope, obsession-call it anything you wanted to.
He would do anything to always put her smile on that beautiful face of hers.
