Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 785

Elysia turned her head and said quietly, “It’s nothing, really. I just argued with Dorian for a bit and then told him to leave. I honestly can’t stand to see him right now.”

Amara looked Elysia over carefully. Seeing that she truly seemed all right—her demeanor calm and untroubled—Amara felt relieved. She asked, “When will you be able to leave? Do you need to stay in the hospital for another night or two?”

Elysia shook her head. “It’s a minor procedure—it doesn’t require a hospital stay. I’d rather just go home.”

“Ama, let’s go together.”

“All right.” Amara nodded, then added, “Would you like to stay at my place for a while? I can look after you.”

Even though a miscarriage was a minor procedure, it was still surgery after all, and Elysia would definitely need some help getting around for a few days.

Elysia nodded. “That sounds good. I wouldn’t want to be alone right now anyway.”

With that, Amara went to take care of Elysia’s discharge paperwork. After completing the forms, she returned and picked Elysia up so they could head back to the villa together.

When they got home, Amara prepared something simple for them to eat. Over dinner, the two of them chatted, gradually opening up about their recent romantic troubles.

“I still can’t completely let go of Finnian,” Amara admitted. “Maybe it’s because I’ve liked him for so long. That’s why I was so angry when I saw the photo Liliana sent…”

“No, it wasn’t just anger—it was sadness too. It felt like being stabbed with needles, it just hurt so much…”

Amara was comfortable being honest in front of her best friend, sharing how she’d really been feeling the past few days.

Elysia nodded. “I know what you mean. I feel the same about Dorian.”

Just then, her phone buzzed. She picked it up and saw a message from Finnian: I’m outside the villa. Can you come out to see me? There’s something I want to say to you.

Amara stared at the message in the darkness, the white glow of her phone illuminating her face and making her look a bit pale.

She replied: Mr. Everly, whatever you need to say, you can text me. The implication was that she didn’t want to see him in person.

But Finnian persisted: Please, could you come out? I’d like to tell you face-to-face.

Amara considered it. Maybe it really would be best to talk in person and put things to rest. She replied: Wait for me. I’ll be right out.

She changed quickly and stepped outside. Finnian was waiting by the entrance, still dressed in his clothes from earlier that day, standing by his car and watching her intently, as if he’d already been waiting there for a long time.