A week flew by in a blur and before Amber knew it, it was the day of her wedding.
During the week that just passed, Amber kept her curiosity to herself and didn't bother about the hole in the wall anymore. She even stopped hearing the strange sounds that were coming from the other side. It was as if everything that happened had been her imagination. Even the hole had mysteriously disappeared. Not wanting to dig up trouble with her own hands, she didn't ask Draco about it.
She saw less of Draco. It seemed after that day in their room, he swore to keep his distance away from her. Amber didn't like the distance between them. She found herself standing at the terrace in the room, eyes locked on the road to see if she could catch a glimpse of him.
