Chapter Forty Four

Richard’s POV.

I paced back and forth in front of Amber’s room, anxiously awaiting any sign of movement or sound to

indicate that she was finally awake.

It was already 11 am, and she had been asleep for over ten hours, which baffled me considering she had gone to bed at a reasonable hour the night before. Impatience gnawed at me as my curiosity

burned, prompting me to hover near her door.

Ten minutes had passed, and still, there was no indication that Amber was awake, Frustration started

to bubble up inside me, fueling my need to catch up on her dinner meeting with the Colonel.

I lightly knocked on her door, hoping to rouse her from her seemingly deep sleep. When no response came, I grew more insistent, knocking again, this time with more force.

Silence persisted, and unease began to gnaw at me. The thought that something might be wrong with

Amber took hold, overriding my curiosity. Worried, I slowly turned the doorknob and pushed the door

open, relieved to find that she hadn’t locked it from the inside.

I peered into her room cautiously, scanning for any signs of distress before making my way towards

her bedside.

My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight before me. Amber was drenched in sweat, her brows

furrowed in disturbed sleep. Panic pulsed through me, fearing the worst.

I called out her name gently, my voice laced with worry, but she remained unresponsive. Desperation

clawed at me as I lightly tapped her shoulder, repeating her name with increasing volume.

In a sudden flurry of movement, Amber jolted awake, her gaze wide with panic. As she sat up abruptly. her head collided with mine, sending a jolt of pain through both of us. I winced, instinctively

reaching out to steady her, my concern for her overriding my minor discomfort at that moment.

you alright?” I

with a mix of annoyance and confusion etching her features. “Richard, what the

doing in my room so early in the morning?” she asked, her

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the morning? Is this your definition of early? J you know

Just so

“Wait, really? That’s not possible. It can’t

pulled out my phone, showing her the time. “See for yourself. This is exactly 27

her eyes widening in shock. “Oh my goodness! What in the world! How did

long?”

that, do

stress.” I suggested. “I’m guessing the dinner meeting with Colonel Miller

for over 12 hours. 12 whole hours like

sleeping pills.”

“I

night. This is a first,” she confessed, her

with surprise.

“Well, maybe deep

shoulders. You seemed quite confident last night, so maybe gaining your confidence relieved you a bit, and

second, Amber’s expression suddenly turned from disbelief to sheer horror.

herself and gasped once again. Panic flashed in her eyes and before

arm several times. “Richard,

“What now, you crazy woman? Why in the world did you hit me?” I asked,

turning a deep shade of red. It was then that

what she was wearing was almost

hit me, and

what uni had on

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