Since it was my first time eating onion rings around Atlas, I wondered how he knew I liked my onion rings like that.He raised a brow and lowered his gaze, saying, “It was just a guess. I had a playmate who liked eating onion rings the same way when I was a kid. She used to stay at my house for meals.”I looked at him and thought about the photo of the real Stella. I asked, “Are you referring to Stella?”This time, he looked surprised instead of me. He looked at me and asked, “How do you know it’s Stella? Did you remember something?”I noticed him scrutinizing me, which made me somewhat doubtful, especially with his follow-up question. I asked, “What do you mean by ‘did I remember something?’”He smiled when I asked that. “I didn’t mean it like that. I was just curious how you know Stella. Not the Stella you met, though.”“Yes, I found out about her,” I confessed, “I told Grayson to look into it, and he found a photo.”Atlas frowned at me. “What photo?”I regretted saying that,
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