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.

about tomorrow then? I really want to

his tone remaining indifferent. "We'll see about

up, intending to dive into his work, but his stomach growled, reminding him that he'd barely eaten at lunchtime,

him a pot of clam chowder or a hearty beef stew on Fridays. He could almost taste the rich flavors in his memory, which only

a set of keys, and headed to an apartment across from the film

and Finnian weren't officially divorced yet, making it still legally

from the film set, so she

checking the place out and signing the electronic lease, she tidied up a bit

way back from the market, Amara had an unsettling feeling like someone was following her. It was a subtle

building with a faded exterior and lax security. As dusk fell, a chill

she sped up, so did they. When she slowed down, they followed suit, clinging to her

the landlord had mentioned the apartment across from hers was