[Amelia's POV - two days later]
The day Bobby was being discharged arrived, which also meant it was time for me to move out of Charles' apartment.
"Do you need me to carry anything else for you?" Archie asked, while he stood in the doorway with the box he had just picked up, as I shook my head with a smile.
"No, that's all, I didn't have much when I moved in," I replied, while I closed my suitcase.
Despite his opposition against it, Archie had been nice to offer his help to move my stuff, and since Bobby and Charles still weren't on the best of terms, I had happily accepted.
"Great, I'll put the box in the car then, you just come down when you're done here, see you, Charles!" he spoke up, as I gave a nod, before I turned to look at Charles after Archie had left.
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