Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 70

Amara had been acting distant lately, and Finnian couldn't quite figure out why. Did he do anything wrong?

After returning to the break room, Amara continued to review her script, altering a few lines for the next scene. Then she picked up a book to read.

By around noon, hunger began to creep in. Deciding it was time for lunch, she headed out to grab a bite.

As she stepped out the door, she found Finnian standing there, hands tucked into his pockets, looking directly at her. It was unclear how long he'd been waiting.

Amara paused, asking, "Do you need something?"

She glanced around furtively, relieved to see no one was paying them any attention.

She never wanted to act so self-abased. Ever since she was disfigured, the world had seemed a little less kind, and insecurities had been seeping into her bones.

help but wonder if she was embarrassed by their association. Did she really think he was someone she'd rather not be seen

are you avoiding me?" he asked, cutting

a good idea for us to be seen together in

valid point, yet Finnian

a guy in his early twenties approached, exuding a kind of effortless

sized him up. The guy was tall, at least six feet two, with a lean, athletic build and a cool, composed demeanor. His tousled hair

at his familiarity towards her as he used "Ama". He asked, "And you are?" The guy shot him a frosty glance, which only made Finnian's gaze harden

was puzzled by the tension between these two who had never

the second lead in our production, playing the

usually

a slight different from his usual self, and Finnian wasn't keen

Whispers of Winter. So, he was the friend Amara had

Finnian's contemplation was

to Amara.

back into the break room, asking, "Lucian, what

was a few years older than Lucian. When speaking to