AMELIA“Good afternoon, Amy.” He greeted, as he stretched his palm out.His brown hair glistened under the sun, and my eyes quickly flickered at his face. A gorgeous man, he was.“Good afternoon, Mr Belmont.” I responded.The sun before me had caused me to squint my eyes. My lips moved up in a curl, but immediately fell.Well, there was no need in pretending to be in a good mood. It wasn’t working. “Come in with me. I’ll only take a few minutes.”Joan and I exchanged knowing glances before we walked with him. As we moved to the elevator, I noticed the way heads spun, shoulders straightened, and workers held onto the papers in their hands as they passed.Soon enough, we arrived at the top floor. The white ran from the walls, and into the floors. Would the floor stain if I shed a tear?“Please sit,” he ushered as he moved to the couch opposite us. While he was a sight for sore eyes, I really wasn’t in the mood to converse with anyone. Talk more of anyone that would remi
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