Amber’s POV:
“Thank you so much for being so hospitable and for letting me stay here, Uncle Timothy.” I say as I wish the old man goodbye. I noticed this morning that he didn’t lay out the third placemat at the table. The spot seemed empty, but also a true representation of both him and my love life. I look to the side, noticing that Dean is waiting impatiently by the gate for me. I have no idea where he spent the night after he left, or if he has even eaten anything. He has hardly said two words to me and doesn’t allow us to get any closer than a few feet. Is tying the bond with me such a fear of his? Am I so undesirable? I look back to Uncle Timothy as soon as Dean’s eyes flicker to where I am and a sad smile forms on my face.
“You are always, always welcome here my girl. Please give
