Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 192

Kevin didn't put up any resistance. He and Finnian had already discussed the divorce, and everything was going smoothly. What was there to worry about?

After coming to terms with this, Amara lightly patted her cheeks, reminding herself that a new chapter was about to begin. No more brooding over the past. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

Two days later, bright and early, Amara created a group chat, adding Elysia and Keith. She broke the news about her impending divorce that day.

Elysia and Keith were thrilled. Naturally, as their conversation went on, they both started badmouthing Finnian. Amara chuckled when she saw this, humming a little tune as she went to freshen up.

Elysia and Keith went on passionately trash-talking Finnian for about ten minutes before Elysia sent Keith a private message, “Ama’s about to be single again. When are you planning to make a move?”

“I’m thinking tonight,” Keith replied, taking Elysia by surprise.

“I want to go over to her place today, set things up, and then confess. What do you think?”

“No, no, that’s way too soon! Ama just got divorced from Finnian. She needs some time to adjust. You should comfort her first, help her through this.”

“How can she not be over it? Amara’s long forgotten about that jerk Finnian. There’s nothing to adjust to.”

Ever since Keith realized his feelings for Amara, he couldn't stand hearing about her affection for Finnian.

Elysia sent a few eye-roll emojis. “I know Finnian’s a jerk, but don’t kid yourself, okay?

Ama had feelings for him for so many years. You think they’ll just vanish instantly?”

Keith knew Elysia was right, but he didn’t want to admit it. He sent a few frustrated emojis and fell silent.

Amara decided to skip heading to the shooting set today. She spent the morning at home working on her script, and around one in the afternoon, she was ready to head to the city hall.

Before leaving, she made sure to text Finnian, confirming their meeting for the divorce.

Finnian assured her there was no problem, so it seemed this was really happening. Amara felt a mix of emotions—mostly relief with a touch of something complex.

She arrived at the place, parked her car under the shade of a tree, and unbuckled her seatbelt. She watched the people coming and going through the entrance.