"Before me, how many women have you been with, and how did you meet them?" Sometimes, such questions are especially maddening, making both her and Atlas Hallow uncomfortable, but she just wants to figure it out. If all of this is a big trap, she doesn't want to jump in and die there, and then have Atlas and Hailey Hill bury her together.
She can't ask Hailey directly; it's too sensitive. She can ask one by one. If he dares to answer, she might find some clues; if he doesn't dare, then there must be something he's hiding.
"Charlotte, if I told you I've never had my own woman, would you believe me?" Atlas reached out his hand, gently touching Charlotte's cheek, a soft light beginning to spill from his eyes, filling the car.
