Finnian had been calling her name? Amara bit her lip, unsure of what to say.


    Lisa was still waiting for a response. "Lisa, I''m sorry," she said. "I''m actually sick myself right now, so it''s not a good time for me to go out."


    It was the truth. Her ankle was sprained, making it impossible for her to go anywhere. And even if she could, she didn''t want to see Finnian, not while Emma was likely hovering over him.


    "Oh no, you''re sick too, Ama?" Lisa eximed, rmed. "Do you have a fever? Is it serious?"


    "It''s not serious, but I can''t really leave the house right now," Amara said.


    "Oh, okay," Lisa replied. "Then don''t worry abouting over. You just focus on getting better."


    "I will."


    After hanging up, Amara set her phone down, her brow furrowed.


    Knowing Finnian''s condition didn''t ease her mind; it only made her more worried.


    He had a fever of 102, and he was mumbling her name? Why would he do that?


    If he was delirious, shouldn''t he be calling for Liliana? Why her?


    Why was he always so full of contradictions? What was wrong with him?


    Amara pondered this for a long time but came up with no answers. She decided she needed to stop thinking about it. She wasn''t nning on being with him anyway. It was better to just rest.


    She patted her cheeks, forcing herself to clear her mind, and picked up a book.


    Around seven that evening, Elysia arrived after finishing her work for the day.


    She took off her coat, folded it neatly on the sofa, and asked Amara about her day and thetest developments with Finnian.


    Amara recounted the morning''s events-how Finnian had insisted she treat his wounds, and how he had cried.


    Elysia''s eyes widened. "He cried? Like, actual tears?"


    The idea was so shocking that she had to ask again to be sure.


    Amara nodded. "He shed tears. I never expected him to have such a strong reaction."


    Elysia was just as stunned.


    Honestly, she had expected Finnian to be angry or even lose his mind when he found out about the pregnancy. But she never would have imagined him crying.


    "Ama, I think Finnian might actually be in love with you," Elysia said, unable to hold back the thought.


    “Think about it. If his reaction had been anger, you could write it off as his male ego being bruised his ex-wife having another man''s child.


    "But he wasn''t angry; he was heartbroken. That''s not something you feel unless you''re genuinely in love."


    Amara sighed. "I feel like he doesn''t


    love me, but at the same time, it''s not like he doesn''t. It''s so confusing, Let''s just not talk about him anymore."


    She had spent enough of the day agonizing over it and didn''t want to let it ruin her evening. She changed the subject.


    Elysia went along with it, but her mind was still on Finnian.


    She was truly convinced his feelings for Amara were real.


    She and Lucian had been in a much


    morepromising situation, covered in marks, and even then,


    Dorian hadn''t cried. But Finnian had


    shed tears ove


    this. Who would


    believe that wasn''t love?