Chapter 75
"What the hell is this all about?"
Finnian was both shocked and furious when he finally realized what was happening.
Standing inside Amara's closet, surrounded by her soft clothes and the subtle scent coming off them, he held
onto Amara's wrist, preventing her from leaving.
"I need to meet someone outside. Could you please stay here for a bit and not cout? I'm really sorry about
this."
Amara was practically babbling, avoiding Finnian's eyes. She assumed being shoved into a closet like this was
probably the most mortifying situation Finnian had ever experienced, but she was out of options. She just had to
get through this mess first.
She forcefully pulled her wrist from Finnian's grip, shut the closet door with a thud under his incredulous gaze,
and then closed the bedroom door before heading to open the door for Keith.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Ama, are you okay?"
Keith stood outside the door. He had been on a show and looked quite dashing, though now his hair was slightly
ruffled, and his face was full of concern, clearly having rushed over.
He took Amara's wrist, giving her a quick once-over, and then pulled down her mask to make sure she was
unharmed before he finally relaxed.
Amara had been a bit panicked by the whole situation, but seeing Keith so worried about her made her burst into
a giggle, her fear inexplicably dissipating.
"I'm fine, really. Why'd you rush over here all of a sudden?"
"| just got off the show and heard from Cedric that you got mobbed as soon as you left the set. Did you have to
run out? You're not hurt, right?"
Even though he'd already checked her over, Keith couldn't help but ask, his protective instincts kicking in. "I'm
fine, Keith. You just checked."
Keith wasn't usually the nagging type, but perhaps her disfigured incident at ten made him hyper-vigilant about
Amara's safety. Her heart swelled with a gentle warmth.
"As long as you're okay. By the way, who leaked your photos? | can help with the PR."
"No need, really. | can handle this."
As good friends as they were, Amara didn't want to burden Keith with every little problem. That would be too
much.
Seeing her resolve, Keith didn't push it further. He stood up, saying, "I'm glad that you're okay, | should get back
to the show. I left in the middle to chere. Get srest, will you? And if you can't sort out the photo thing,
just letknow."
After making smore regardful comments, Keith reluctantly left, still a bit uneasy.
Amara watched from the window as
Keith got into his car and drove out of the neighborhood before she returned to the bedroom and
opened the closet door to let Finnian out
Finnian, standing at a tall six feet two, looked quite cramped in the closet. It was dark in there, like being locked
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmin a small room. By the tAmara let him out, his expression was anything but pleasant
"Who was that just now?" Finnian asked, smoothing his hair, his face clouded and his tone anything but friendly.
"Was it that actor friend of yours?"
"Yeah," Amara admitted, feeling a bit guilty.
No matter how she looked at it, Finnian had just saved her from the reporters, and she had repaid him by
shoving him into a closet.
"I'm really sorry about earlier. Everything happened so fast. Please don't take it to heart. I'll make it up to you
another day."
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