Having no other place to go, Amber returned to Liam’s apartment albeit reluctantly.
She opened the door and saw Mia, who was wearing a black lacy dress with an apron tied to her waist. A trace of disappointment flickered in Mia’s eyes when she saw Amber, but she concealed it quickly enough before Amber could notice it.
Mia flashed Amber a bashful smile and said, “I’m preparing dinner for tonight, and I’ve brewed Liam’s favorite chicken soup. Ms. Currie, would you like to have some?”
Looking at Mia’s beautiful face and how domesticated she appeared, Amber was seized by a sense of inferiority. She shook her head and answered Mia with a smile, “Thanks, but I think I’ll pass because I just had my dinner outside. Well, I should let you get back to your cooking.”
Amber then returned to her room. She felt like calling Pearl, but she was worried that she might have already gone to bed. After some hesitation, she decided to send Emma a message instead: “Emma, how does it feel to fall in love with someone?”
She received a reply from Emma in a flash: “Who have you fallen in love with?! Have you slept with him yet?!”
Being a drama queen as always, Emma sounded agitated.
Amber couldn’t help chuckling at her message; she could easily imagine how excited Emma must be looking at that moment.
She replied: “I can’t say for sure that I’ve fallen in love with him, but it just feels good to be around him.”
“Who’s the guy?! Do I know him?!” Emma’s message came with several face-with-monocle emojis.
Amber took some time to consider her answer before replying to Emma: “Forget it. There’s no point in telling you about him because nothing’s going to happen between us. Also, I’m pretty sure my feelings for him aren’t reciprocated.”
Soon, she received an audio message from Emma. “I’m sorry Amber, I can’t talk right now. Make sure your phone is switched on for the rest of the day because I’ll call you back later!”
Amber put down her phone. She shook her head in resignation at Emma’s unquenchable thirst for gossips.
Then, she tiptoed her way out to the bathroom outside to wash up. From the corner of her eyes, she could see Mia sitting at the dining table, staring at the spread of delectable food with anticipation in her eyes. With the flowers in the vase in full bloom, the palatable food on the table, and the warm lighting that brought out Mia’s dazzling, Amber could tell the night was bound to be a perfect one for Liam and her.
Amber did not want to ruin the perfection with her presence. So, she finished her business in the bathroom quickly and scuttled back to her room as fast as she could manage.
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