Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 32

At that moment, she looked at him. Her eyes were large and bright, yet imbued with a deep sadness. She quickly lowered her gaze.

It was such a simple gesture, but on his way back home, Finnian couldn't stop replaying that scene in his mind, like a song stuck on repeat.

He closed his eyes, trying to push away the jumble of thoughts that had taken over his mind. Just then, his phone rang. He answered it with a curt, "What's up?"

"Finn," came Liliana's soft voice. "Do you have time this evening? Let's have dinner together."

"I'll pass. I'm not hungry," Finnian replied, his voice distant.

want

his tone remaining indifferent.

his stomach growled, reminding him that he'd barely eaten at lunchtime, and now it was well

Friday. Amara usually brought him a pot of clam chowder or a hearty beef stew

left the real estate office, clutching a set of keys, and headed to an apartment across

she and Finnian weren't officially divorced yet, making it still legally their shared home. She couldn't bring herself to

film set, so she quickly rented a fully furnished apartment nearby. She could just move in

she tidied up a bit

market, Amara had an unsettling feeling like someone was following her. It was a

faded exterior and lax security. As dusk fell, a chill ran down her spine, and she

yet, the footsteps behind her continued, mirroring her pace. When she sped up, so did they. When she slowed down, they followed suit, clinging to her like

the landlord had mentioned