Under the Veil I Rule

If Amara didn't have feelings for him, why did she always bring him homemade meals at the office and shower him with gifts?

Yet, he never went home, leaving her alone in an empty house. She must have been so lonely.

That's why she said she was just like Elysia-both in name only, unable to truly have the one they cared for.

Finnian was overwhelmed with emotion.

He never considered that Amara might have feelings for him. There was a rush of excitement and joy, mingled with guilt and anger-though the anger was directed at himself.

He jumped out of bed and headed to the film set to find Amara, only to hear from Cedric Zade that she had finished work and gone home.

He dashed across the street to Maple Crest, standing at Amara's door, and knocked loudly.

"Mr. Everly, what do you want?"

Amara opened the door, her expression anything but welcoming.

Finnian looked at her intently, then suddenly stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.

Amara was taken aback, and immediately tried to break free. "Mr. Everly, what are you doing?"

the mask, Finnian had kept his distance, not

holding her-the contrast was so stark, it left

loosened his grip slightly, staring into her beautiful eyes. "Amara, did you used to like

pupils widened in

"No, Mr. Everly, don't say

"You did like me."

lifted her chin, gently brushing his thumb

her reaction closely. When he spoke those words, Amara's

like him, even

a wave of sadness washing over her,

her

"Amara, you—"

did like you once,

it out, denial seemed pointless. After all, it was in

gone for

had no obligation to

dwell on

bucket of water over Finnian, his excitement and

"So you're saying you don't have feelings for me