Chapter 42 idea
Like she’d finally found a lifeline, Amelia Johnson clung tightly to Damien Taylor, burying her face into his chest as her sobs grew louder.
Damien gently rubbed her back. “Let it out, don’t hold it in.”
After a while, Amelia started to calm down. She wiped away her tears and looked up with a half-smile.” Sorry… That was probably a mess to watch.”
Damien met her gaze with a steady one. “Nah. We’re friends, remember? No need to apologize.”
“Thank you,” Amelia said sincerely.
Damien raised a brow. “Hmm?”
She added, “Thanks for letting me lean on you. Literally.”
His eyes lingered on her face, a flicker of warmth in his gaze. “You can use my shoulder anytime.”
That strange twist of emotions in Amelia’s chest bubbled up again, making her feel a little uneasy and…
nervous.
After lunch, they went back to the room to pack up. Just as they were halfway through, her brother Oliver Foster video called.
He looked all pitiful on the screen. “Sis, how come you didn’t tell me you were coming home?”
“I heard you had exams. I didn’t want to distract you.”
“Aww, you still care about me,” he grinned, then immediately got nosy, “Heard you even brought your boyfriend back?”
Amelia nodded. “Yeah.”
“Quick, lemme see what this legendary Mr. H looks like!” Oliver was obviously excited.
“Who told you my boyfriend’s last name’s H?” Amelia raised an eyebrow. Sure, she might’ve mentioned it vaguely before, but that was some next-level memory he had.
Oliver scratched his head. “Didn’t you say it a long time ago?”
“You remembered wrong. His last name’s Taylor.”
Oliver chuckled. “Well then, let me meet Mr. Taylor!”
“He’s mad at you for getting his name wrong,” Amelia joked.
Oliver immediately panicked, “Ah! Gotta run, class is starting. I’ll be late!”
“Go on. I’ll come home more often anyway.”
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