Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 5

Amara clutched the blanket tightly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I thought you tossed it away."

She didn't dare glance at Finnian's face, sensing his surprise through the heavy silence that hung in the air. Then came his voice, a slight lilt at the end. "It's good, why would I do that?"

Amara pressed her lips together, staying silent. Every time she had tried to bring him a meal, he'd refuse to see her. She'd even witnessed his assistant tossing out the food she'd lovingly prepared.

"Why so quiet?"

Finnian's voice broke the silence, as deep and resonant as a cello in the night.

"It's nothing. Let's just sleep," Amara murmured back.

There was no point in dwelling on why Finnian might have drunk the soup she made. They were heading for a divorce, after all, and fussing over these things wouldn't change a thing.

figuring out how to navigate life

broke bright and

her phone on the nightstand. Instinctively, she reached out and saw a message

professional screenwriter, and her latest script, "Whispers of Winter", was about to begin

and stared at the image of a gorgeous woman with cascading curls. It was none other than Liliana, Finnian's first love, whom

nearly slipping out

contained, which wasn't set to hide notifications. Amara couldn't help but see Liliana's message flash

eyes widened slowly. They were having a child? An overwhelming

opened with a bang, and Finnian emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist, steam rising off

blanket tightly to hide her red-rimmed eyes. Even as she tried to keep her composure, her knuckles whitened, alerting Finnian

the urge to

lip, a deep crimson mark was left behind. Finnian had only

She didn't look back, pretending

rushed into the bathroom, splashing water on her face, forcing

more, responding to Cedric, [Her acting is decent, but she doesn't quite match the essence of Isabella Winter. I don't think she's