Eight
Despite the odd tensions that cropped up between her and Idris from time to time, Amber thought she’d never before had a period in her life that had been so oddly tranquil, so full of quiet moments which made her happy without her really understanding why. Back in the time before, she’d lived her life at a frenetic pace, buoyed up by her family’s money, going from party to party, gallery opening to gallery opening, movie premiere to movie premiere…whatever sounded interesting and fun, whatever would catch her interest for a few hours before the next shiny thing beckoned. She shopped and went to yoga and Pilates and had lunch with friends and dinner with whichever man she was seeing at the time, but none of it had really seemed to touch her.
Now…now everything was different.
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