Amara, on the other hand, had a lot of words to say and when the two were alone, she didn’t waste time, asking her friend why she was trying so hard.The poor girl didn't have a clue as to what she was talking about and tried her best to defend herself, but Amara,” Elvis chuckled. “She wouldn’t have
“Ah,” Christina pipped up happily when the last batch of the meal she had prepared was brought in and places before everyone. “The best part of the meal is here.”Amara glanced down at the food once it was placed before her. Although it was her favorite, and it looked and smelled very delicious, her
Worry, fear, anger and panic, if it wasn’t possible to feel all those emotions all at once, then Amara had made the impossible possible.Because her mind was a mess of thoughts, emotions and fears, and although her body had reacted a tad bit too slowly, she was able to look up and meet Elijah’s gaze
He didn't want to relive that moment again, standing off to the side and watching as someone he cared about died off.No, he would rather die than watch her die.“Well,” Dr. Anderson stood up from the stool he was seated on and approached the two men. “She’s fine now and only requires intake of the
Lorenzo’s mouth fell open and he blinked in surprise. He couldn’t believe his ears, not until he had made sure he heard it right.“She was what?!”“Poisoned with cyanide,” Elvis repeated and when Lorenzo failed to speak, he spoke further. “Amara doesn’t seem to be safe anymore, here, Lorenzo. As pai
Almost immediately, thoughts of Amara being in danger flashed in Tobias's mind and before he knew it, he was already stepping out of the car and approaching Elvis."Mr. Crawford," He called out.Elvis, unpleasantly torn out of his worried state, turned around and glared at the person that had called
“Mr. Larsen,”He watched the very familiar figure of the Crawford exclusive butler walk towards him. Although his appearance and composure was more dignified than Elvis’s earlier, Tobias could still see the lines of worry on his face.“Where’s Amara?” He asked the one question he wanted answers to,
Lorenzo, seated comfortably at his table, held a pen to his chin, as if deep in thought. He was. In fact, he had been since he received the news about Amara.The very thought that his little sister, the one of the most important people in his life, was currently facing so much danger and pain, had h