After thinking it over, Amara suddenly remembered the perfect place. “Let’s go back to the villa,” she said softly. “The one we used to live in.”
She was referring to the house she and Finnian had shared as newlyweds—the place that had been her home for three years.
Finnian had thought of it too, but hadn’t mentioned it first. When he heard her suggestion, he simply nodded. “Alright, I’ll take you both there.”
Amara’s old villa wasn’t far from Elysia’s. Finnian drove them there quickly.
Amara helped Elysia inside, then paused at the door to thank Finnian. “Thank you for bringing us here.”
No matter what else had happened, they really owed Finnian today. If he hadn’t taken away the pregnancy test results in time, Dorian might have discovered Elysia’s pregnancy.
“It’s nothing,” Finnian replied. “It’s just what I should do.”
Seeing Amara’s awkward expression, he quickly added, “I mean, I look after Hogan the same way. It’s a brother’s job to take care of his siblings.”
That only made things more uncomfortable.
Amara hadn’t forgotten Finnian’s earlier comment about being her brother, but she didn’t want to be his sister at all. Admitting that out loud would just make things even more awkward, so she simply thanked him again and went back inside.
Finnian drove back to Elysia and Dorian’s house. By then, Jessica had already left, and Dorian was slumped on the sofa, looking dejected. When Finnian walked in, Dorian immediately sprang to his feet and strode over. “Where did you take Elysia and Amara?”
He had been calling Finnian nonstop, but Finnian hadn’t answered; Dorian was nearly frantic with worry.
“I can’t tell you,” Finnian said.


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