Amber looked into Dylan's eyes. Those were the only thing about him that hadn't changed.
No, she corrected, he was always like this. I was just too blind to see it.
"Dylan, please," Amber said, "I finally have the chance at a decent life. I will never spill, you know that."
"Like I could trust you after all this," Dylan scoffed.
"Once André hands over the money, won't you let us go?" Amber asked.
Dylan regarded her closely and said, "What is it about that man, Amber? His money? Fame?"
"I love him," Amber said and realised that it was the first time she had ever said it aloud.
"But does he love you?" Dylan asked.
"Of course he does! How would you know what love is anyway!" Amber said indignantly. Dylan looked at her incredulously for a moment.
"Has he ever said that he loves you?"
