Chapter 82

Amara's POV

I ran to the car so I could be driven back home as I was no longer sure of the dance. I could feel the jealousy that radiated on his face when he met Dee and I together in that manner.

It was fun to see him that way only that I couldn't foretell what would be his reaction when he gets home. That didn't bother me so much because there was nothing new he was going to do to me.

The drive back home was nicely different. I was alone with the chauffeur so I had the time to reminisce as I wanted. My mind wandered back to the days I picked pockets for survival.

I had experienced a lot as a low budget thief and somehow I didn't regret it. I was almost caught by the cops one time I stole from a supermarket. I had come back home that night from work and headed for the kitchen.

I greeted my aunt while at it then searched the pot to see if there was any portion left for me. It was so annoying to discover that they finished the food and didn't care about what