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.

mattered now was figuring out how to

broke bright and

the nightstand. Instinctively, she reached out and saw a message from

latest script, "Whispers of Winter", was about to begin filming. Casting was in full

a gorgeous woman with cascading curls. It was none other than Liliana, Finnian's first love, whom

body convulsed, her phone nearly slipping out

which wasn't set to hide notifications. Amara couldn't help but see Liliana's message flash across the screen, [Finn, I'm pregnant. We're going

were having a child? An overwhelming sharp

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

quickly turned away, her fingers gripping the blanket tightly to hide her red-rimmed eyes. Even as she tried to keep her composure, her knuckles whitened, alerting Finnian that

fighting back the urge

released her lip, a deep crimson mark was left behind. Finnian had only asked out of courtesy. Seeing her dismiss the

back, pretending to be engrossed

bathroom, splashing water on her face, forcing

once more, responding to Cedric, [Her acting is decent, but she doesn't quite match the essence

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