Given Edith and Nathan's attitude before, Elysia had thought it would take ages to get the documents, if they could get them at all. She was pleasantly surprised that Keith had managed it in just a few days.
But Amara wasn't as happy. "I feel like something's off with Keith," she mused.
"What do you mean?"
"I can't put my finger on it. His expression was just... strange. When I asked him about it, he wouldn't say anything. Plus, I think he got those papers way too easily."
Someone as stubborn as Edith wouldn't give in just because of a threat. Both she and Nathan seemed like the type who responded to persuasion, not pressure.
Elysia considered this. Amara had a point. "You're right, that is strange. So what do you think is going on?"
Just as they were talking, the living room door opened, and Dorian walked in, with Finnian right behind him.
Dorian raised an eyebrow, surprised to see Amara at his house, while Amara and Elysia were equally stunned to see him return with Finnian.
Dorian had been out discussing business with Finnian, and afterward, he'd invited him over for a drink. He never expected Amara to be there—what a coincidence.
Dorian glanced at Finnian and saw his eyes were, as expected, glued to Amara. He couldn't help but smile. His best friend was truly smitten.
He hung his keys on the wall hook, and both men slipped off their shoes before walking in. "Look who's here," he said.
Elysia ignored him, frowning. "Why are you two back in the middle of the day?"
She had stayed home from work because she wasn't feeling well, but Dorian was fine, so why was he home so early?
It was sick, he knew, but he'd rather have her yell at him than give him the silent treatment. So, oddly enough, he was in a better mood than usual.
Dorian went to the kitchen and grabbed a few drinks, handing one to each of them. He and Finnian then sat on the sofa opposite Elysia and Amara.
He took a sip of his drink and asked casually, "So, what were you two talking about?"
Elysia didn't want to answer him. For the past few days, she'd been constantly irritable, especially whenever she saw Dorian. She had no desire to speak to him.
But then she saw Finnian, and an idea came to her. She cleared her throat deliberately. "Oh, nothing much. We were just talking about getting the marriage license. Ama's getting it with Keith soon."
She then nudged Amara with her elbow. "When did you two decide on? I forgot."

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