When she entered Mr. Kevin Everly's bedroom and told him she was leaving in two days, he was shocked. He grabbed her hand. “Why so soon? Can’t you stay a little longer?”
He had been hoping that if Amara stayed in Wye a bit longer, she could come live at the Everly estate, and he could spend more time with her.
Amara wanted to stay with him too, but she was running out of time. Her baby bump was starting to show, and she could only hide it by wearing loose clothing every day.
Pregnancy came with other inconveniences, and since she hadn't announced it here, life was becoming increasingly difficult.
Things would only get easier once she was in a new place where no one knew her.
Amara shook her head and squeezed his hand gently. “Grandpa, I’m just going traveling to see the world. It’s not like I’m never coming back. You’ll be the first person I visit when I return.”
“Alright, then,” he sighed, patting the back of her hand, a hint of sadness in his eyes.
Outside the room, Lisa watched the scene unfold and quickly began typing a message on her phone.
A moment later, Amara emerged from the room. “Ms. Sullivan, are you leaving?” Lisa asked.
“Yes,” Amara nodded. “It’s getting late. Grandpa needs his rest, and I should be going.”
*I texted Mr. Everly ten minutes ago,* Lisa thought frantically. *He must be on his way now. If Ms. Sullivan leaves, they’ll miss each other!*
Lisa was panicking, but Amara didn't notice her strange behavior. With a final nod, she headed downstairs.
Just then, the front door burst open, and a figure rushed inside, his eyes scanning the room urgently.
When he spotted Amara, he strode toward her. “You’re leaving in two days?”
Amara was stunned to see Finnian rushing home like this. He looked disheveled, as if he’d come in a great hurry. Was he rushing back to talk to her? Who had told him she was here?
Lisa, watching from the side, couldn't bear to see it. She quickly ushered the other servants away, determined to shield her young master’s pained expression from prying eyes.
Amara also sensed Finnian’s despair. Why?
Was he sad because she was leaving?
*Hah.*
A cold laugh echoed in her mind.
Finnian’s world revolved around Liliana now. Why would he care about her leaving? This had to be her imagination.
She fought to suppress the strange pang of bitterness rising in her throat. “Is there anything else, Mr. Everly?” she asked coolly. “If not, I should be going.”

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