Under the Veil I Rule novel Chapter 32

At that moment, she looked at him. Her eyes were large and bright, yet imbued with a deep sadness. She quickly lowered her gaze.

It was such a simple gesture, but on his way back home, Finnian couldn't stop replaying that scene in his mind, like a song stuck on repeat.

He closed his eyes, trying to push away the jumble of thoughts that had taken over his mind. Just then, his phone rang. He answered it with a curt, "What’s up?"

"Finn," came Liliana's soft voice. "Do you have time this evening? Let’s have dinner together."

"I’ll pass. I'm not hungry," Finnian replied, his voice distant.

"How about tomorrow then? I really want to see you," Liliana pleaded playfully.

Finnian loosened his tie, his tone remaining indifferent. "We'll see about tomorrow."

He hung up, intending to dive into his work, but his stomach growled, reminding him that he'd barely eaten at lunchtime, and now it was well past dinner time.

Glancing at the calendar, he noticed it was Friday. Amara usually brought him a pot of clam chowder or a hearty beef stew on Fridays. He could almost taste the rich flavors in his memory, which only added to his growing frustration and furrowed brows.

Meanwhile, Amara had just left the real estate office, clutching a set of keys, and headed to an apartment across from the film set.

Though she technically still had the Autumn Ridge house, she and Finnian weren't officially divorced yet, making it still legally their shared home. She couldn't bring herself to stay there.