Chapter 170 Amy

• Charles
• Asher walked me down the hall to Amy's room. The guard knocked and opened the door. Though plain, her room was markedly different from the one where I had just spoken with Devin. There was a warmth to it, a subtle comfort that came from the softly crackling fire in the hearth and the contented expression on Amy's face. She sat in a well-worn chair, her hand resting gently on her swollen belly.
• As I entered, Amy's eyes met mine, and she tried to stand and bow. I reached her and placed a hand on her shoulder, keeping her in her seat.