64 I Like Amelia

William's POV

We finished having lunch and Amelia turned on the television. I thought I should join her in watching it but when I saw what she is watching, I frown appeared on my face almost immediately. It is a kitchen channel.

You know, the type where they teach you how to cook different things. Yep! It's that one.

I groaned at her choice of channel and she did not even react like I was in the room.

I got up from my seat on the couch and went to get a novel from the library instead. I had not sat down back in my seat when the doorbell rang.

"Mary came back?", Amelia asked and I looked at her.

"Nope", I replied boldly and knowingly.

"Who is it then?", she asked when she realized I know who was at the door even before going to check.

"Mia", I said as I stood up.

The ringing did not stop anyways.

"Mia? Your friend?", Amelia asked again and I smiled.

"You have a good memory", I replied as I got to the door.

I opened it and Mia's face appeared in front of me. I moved back a