"Lily," Richard moved his hand closer to his ex-wife's but paused, unwilling to move it further.
Amelie ignored that name and silently brushed her index finger over the rim of the wine glass with a circular motion. Richard tried again, "Thank you for helping me last night. I must have caused you some trouble since you left so quickly. Or so I was told."
"Richard," she finally shifted her eyes back to the man and frowned a little, "What is it that you want from me? Do you want to stay friends? Fine, I am able to do that. So please stop with this erratic behavior. You will only hurt yourself by acting this way."
