CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER 17

CHRIS

What do you want, Amelia? I say the moment she steps into my office

“You’re not even going to offer me a seat?” She asks, sitting down anyway

“How have you been? I missed you” she says trying to put her hands on mine but I take my hands from the table

“Have you been drinking so much?” she asks looking at the almost empty bottle of whiskey on the table

“You haven’t answered my question” I remind her

“Nothing, I just came to see you, I heard what happened” she says standing up and coming over to my side of the table

“I know I’m the last person you want to see or talk to right now but we both know I care about you Chris, I did then and I still do now” she says resting her hand on my shoulder

I take her hand off and point to the seat, she returns back to sit down

“Thanks for your concern Amelia, I’m doing great, none of this is your business” I tell her

“Is it really not? Three years ago you told me you weren’t ready for marriage and then out of the blue you’re getting