In response to Ethan Quinn's question, Amelia Lockhart just gave a small smile. "Did you see the news and come all this way just to congratulate me? I've received your blessings. You can leave now."
Ethan Quinn looked at her smile and found it unbearably jarring.
How long had it been since he'd last had a good look at her? If a day apart felt like three months, then it must have been ages since they'd last seen each other.
She seemed to be doing well. Her complexion was rosy and full, her eyes still clear and bright.
But her words were so hurtful.
All those sleepless nights, he had sat alone, staring at the cold moonlight, gulping down harsh liquor until he grew numb, day after day.
When he heard that his best friend was with her, his first reaction was confusion more than anything else.
For a moment, he even thought that Amelia Lockhart had only gotten close to him as a way to get closer to Silas Linden.
