When Amber opened her eyes, the space next to her was empty.
She instantly felt worried that he might have left and went to confront Glenn Price.
She believed in him but both of them knew that they were not yet ready to go up against all those peopple.
She stood up and run out, she didn't care about not wearing a slipper. The stairs were at her right upon coming out.
"Amber?"
She stopped midway upon hearing his voice, she looked to the side and saw him preparing the table. She was disoriented as she just looked at him, relief washed over her.
Ashton frowned upon seeing that she was not wearing any slippers at all. It was already close to winter and the weather was quite cold already.
He walked up towards her and carried her.
"Woah, wait a minute, what the hell. Am I a sack?"
Amber who was suddenly carried on his shoulder finally returned to her senses.
