CHAPTER HUNDRED AND FIVE

“Are you seriously considering it?” Sebastian asked, his arms folded as he leaned on the door. His brows furrowed, clearly annoyed at something.

“Yes, I am.” Amelia responded without giving him as much as a glance as she filled her bag with clothes.

“If I don't go now, I might never have the chance again.”

She took another handful of dresses and threw them into another bag. It was better to have more, she'd have no time for shopping when she got there.

“But do you have to pack so much? Aren't you coming back?”

“A lady can never be too prepared.” She remarked and packed her shoes this time while Sebastian sighed dramatically. Why was she doing this?

He observed her as she ran from one end to the other of her room, stuffing her bag with everything she felt was necessary for her travel.

“By the way—” Sebastian started, walking into the room slowly. “—what will you do if you run into him?”

Amelia paused for a while, she stayed still as her brain tried to generate some kin