Amara let out a cold scoff. "Since you said that, it means you know your behavior is annoying. I do find you annoying!"
As if deliberately trying to infuriate him, she emphasized her last sentence heavily, making sure the words "find you annoying" stung.
Finnian's expression darkened. "Amara, don't say things like that. It hurts."
Hearing this, Amara wanted to scoff even more.
"You think you're hurting? Well, you always make me hurt too."
The more she spoke, the more a wave of sorrow hit her. She didn't want to deal with him anymore and turned to leave.
But before she could take two steps, she heard footsteps behind her. The next second, Finnian enveloped her in a tight embrace from behind.
Holding her securely, he buried his face in the crook of her warm neck and took a deep breath, finally feeling a sense of peace.
His entire night had been filled with restless anxiety. The mere thought of Amara planning a late-term abortion procedure left him suffocating in despair.
He felt as though his heart was adrift, unable to find an anchor. The sheer agony was unbearable.
Only now, holding her in his arms, did he feel grounded, as if a weary traveler had finally found his way home. He let out a long, silent sigh of relief.
But while he found comfort, Amara found anger.
After a brief moment of shock, she immediately tried to pry his arms off her. "What are you doing! Don't act like a creep at my front door first thing in the morning. Let go of me!"
Finnian noticed that her temper was growing fiercer by the day, though he secretly thought it was a good thing.


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