(Franklin's POV) "Okay," Amelia replied, and we started eating the chicken pepper soup that the waiter had served us earlier. We didn't speak to each other while eating, as the pepper soup was spicy. After we finished and had a few drinks, I began to feel a light headache. I smiled at Amelia and told her, "I have to go home now. How about we meet up tomorrow, Sunday? Do you go to church?" "Um, yes, Franklin. But I would like to spend some time with you tonight—just you and me," Amelia said, touching my hand. I quickly withdrew it, understanding what she wanted. "No. We cannot do anything silly for now. I'm still married to your sister, and my family isn't aware that I want to divorce her," I told Amelia, as I began to sweat despite the air conditioning in the private parlor. Amelia frowned and tried to touch me again as she said, "No one would know, Franklin. I've always wanted you, and now that I'm back, we will be together, and you will send Natalie away." I wanted to give i
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