“You should go after her,” Emily said beside Itzal, making him realize that, lo and behold, he had been staring at Amelia, just as he had been doing since she arrived at the party.
“I have no reason to do that,” he murmured, diverting his gaze from Amelia when she reached the edge of the trees, following Tomas.
Why was she leaving with Tomas? The question echoed in his mind once more as he looked in Amelia’s direction again, watching her disappear into the trees.
She looked beautiful that night, wearing a yellow dress that contrasted with her skin and accentuated every curve of her body, her wavy hair loose, swaying lightly with each movement she made…
But Itzal hadn’t spent the last few minutes watching Amelia just because she was beautiful enough to catch his attention. He also ke
