The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 207

Night had fallen deep and heavy.

Citrine had just finished her nighttime routine and was about to crawl into bed when her phone suddenly lit up with a call from Amelia.

A call at this hour couldn't be for anything trivial.

Without hesitation, Citrine answered, an edge of worry in her voice. "Hey, Amy, is everything okay? Did something happen?"

Just hearing Citrine's voice made Amelia's eyes sting with tears, her reply shaky and thick with emotion.

She sniffled. "Citrine, I... I ran out of the house. I just couldn't stay."

"I'm not feeling great."

"Amy, where are you right now?" Sensing something was seriously wrong, Citrine's tone turned urgent.

It took Amelia a moment to answer. "I'm at the downtown park."

her friend before saying firmly, "Stay where you are. I'm coming to get

threw a light jacket over her pajamas, slipped on a pair of flats, and rushed out the door without

pounding the

far from the city

out of the car and hurried through the park, searching until

Amelia was safe, Citrine let out a breath

she caught sight of Citrine-still in pajamas and slippers, hair a little messy, clearly having rushed over as fast as she

trembled as her eyes filled with tears, shimmering in

called because she needed someone to talk to. She never expected Citrine to

I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have dragged you out here at this hour," Amelia

usually so calm and

like this. Realizing that Citrine's panic was all because of her, Amelia felt a warm glow inside

even in the summer. If you didn't throw on a

glanced at Amelia's t-shirt and shorts and gently pulled her up from the bench. "Come on, it's late.

to be a bother," Amelia stammered, her eyes downcast. Amelia cherished their friendship more than anything-Citrine was