Chapter 65

• Amelia stared at the mansion in awe, smiling at every turn her eyes made. It had the scent of a sweet home but something to buy she couldn't put her finger on what it smelled like. At every corner of the inside, there were cameras. Look to the left, you'd at least see three cameras, and to the right, the same.
• She was still staring when she heard footsteps, not long after, she saw someone defend from the start, dressed in a deep whine trouser, and a knitted sweatshirt. It had dark shades in square shapes, three colors in total, and he held both hands in his pockets as he decided further. “Kingsley?" Amelia thought.
• He got down the stairs and walked up to her. His hair was styled in a long curtain. His green eyes burned into her's with a mysterious, cold look and a hint of affection struggling to surface. His lips are small and attractive as always, and his jawline is sharp.