Leah's POV
Gerald simply glanced at me. He understood the motivation for my actions, and as I tightened my grip on him, he loosened it to wrap his hand around me. Meanwhile, Amon's hand was left hanging. But he covers up everything with a smile.
But then, I found myself staring at him for far too long. I tried to cover my unusual gaze with the thought of him trying to molest me.
"How have you been?" He asked. "Hope all have been good."
I gave no answer, not even a nod. But he didn't bat an eyelid, simply kept his demeanor as though there was no form of tension between us.
"Congratulations," Gerald said, trying to maintain a good standing. "It's a good beginning."
Amon bowed his head slightly. "Thank you."
