Chapter 22: Just A Stranger

Amber’s pov:

“Well, thank you,” I say before cutting the call. That's considerate of him…Not going to lie, I am impressed. I bite my lips thinking about him, then I break out of it, and reach the table for a meal.

Ugh, I don’t want to eat today. But I'm so hungry. Whatever. I take a picture of yesterday’s painting and send it to Killian asking him if it's okay. He responds with a voice message saying, “Okay? Are you kidding? It’s a masterpiece!” I smile, and despite my hurting back, work on the large canvas. After an hour, I feel exhausted, so I get back into bed. The sheets are changed, so they’re back to the stainless white beauty.

“Amber..” Bianca enters with a glass filled with red liquid in her hand, “Drink this.” She hands it over to me. “Thank you, but what’s this?” I ask her staring at the glass. “Pomegranate juice, my mother used to drink it when she got bad cramps. I’m lucky to never have that kind of discomfort, but I remember her recipe.” This might be the most that she