AMBER.
I knocked on the heavy wooden door, and while waiting for it to be opened, I glanced back at Adam. I watched him walking away and felt an odd sensation in the pit of my stomach. I had no time to dwell on it as the door swung open. A much older man greeted me and invited me inside. He closed the door behind me and led me to a room. I entered to see Jason sat at a polished wooden table. He stood to greet me and pulled out a chair for me to sit. “You look beautiful.” He complimented me. “Thank you. You look very nice too.” I responded. He asked the expected questions, how I was settling in, ect, and after a little while, he suddenly seemed to become more serious.
“Amber, I have to be completely honest with you. I have an ulterior motive for the invitation this evening. I want to tell
