Having finally found a way to send the person away, she was devastated that Samuel Johnson brought her back, and what's more, she no longer dared to defy Samuel.
Was she really going to spend her entire life with Amanda Smith?
Mrs. Johnson shivered at the thought of their life together in the future.
"Awake?"
Samuel emerged from the kitchen, still carrying a faint scent of herbal medicine on him—a slightly bitter aroma. Amanda sat up from the couch, the coat draped over her sliding off her shoulders, which Samuel caught with his hand. He then sat down next to her, taking her fingers in his other hand, enclosing them in his palm.
Amanda gazed downward at her held fingers, feeling like an insect trapped in a spider's web—no matter how she struggled, it was all in vain.
