Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 457

This was her chance to reclaim some of that pride by making it clear that her feelings for him were long dead.

But she had no idea that her words would strike him like a hammer, shattering his heart into a million pieces.

An immense, suffocating pain washed over him. This man, who had always been as strong as steel, felt his eyes well up, and a single tear traced a path down his cheek.

Amara stared at him, utterly shocked. Was he crying?

“You…”

She instinctively reached out a hand, then quickly pulled it back, unsure of what to do.

Tears streamed down Finnian’s face, his eyes a raw, painful red.

He clenched his jaw, a storm of emotions swirling in his eyes. It was as if he had a thousand things to say to her but couldn’t force a single word out.

Then, he abruptly stood, turned his back to her, and wiped his face before striding out of the room.

After Finnian left, Amara sat on the sofa, stunned.

He had cried in front of her. Was he really that devastated by the fact that she no longer loved him? How was that possible?

As if their hearts were connected, a slow, creeping sadness began to fill her own chest.

She pressed a hand to her heart and bit her lip hard, fighting back the burning sensation in her eyes as she returned to her bed.

Amara didn't understand what was going on with Finnian, but she knew that now she was hurting too. She refused to cry over it, clamping down on her emotions.

She sat in the quiet room for a while before another group of visitors arrived.

Fiona and Elowen watched the exchange, their anger simmering.

Just then, Larry’s phone rang. It was a director from his company. He excused himself and stepped out into the hallway to take the call.

With only the three of them left in the room, Fiona and Elowen’s venomous true natures were unleashed.

Elowen pointed a finger at Amara. “Look at you. Your life has always been a mess. First, you were disfigured and ridiculed, and now that you’re healed, you get kidnapped and end up a cripple. You’re just pathetic.”

Her eyes dripped with contempt, but Amara just stared back coldly. “Is that all you can say? Baseless insults, without a shred of sympathy or class.”

“Your head has been filled with nothing but straw your whole life. This is the best you can do.”

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