Chapter 42 Conflicted

Dumbfounded, he stares at Amelia for a long moment. His brain seems to have abandoned him while their gazes lock.

She has her usual blank expression but the fact she talks surprised him.

Dashing to her side still holding the jar, he cups her face. Unbothered by the tears messing his face.

"You can talk" he whispers in disbelief.

"It's... not...your...fault" she repeated though she struggles with every word. Her index is pointing at the jar he was holding.

Fresh tears fill his eyes upon hearing her speak again but he failed to have a full grasp of what it meant.

"You can talk, baby. You can talk" his sobs fills the quiet room while he hugs her.

During the entire time, Amelia let him pour his emotions while hugging him back. Even she was surprised she had succeeded in uttering the words she strives to speak all this time.

It's been a while since they've been hugging each other when Vasili slowly moves away. He wipes his tears with a bowed head before looking up to stare at her.

"Ame