Chapter Twenty Five

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This isn't happening. This has to be some joke. Maybe it's someone with the same name as him? Oh my days I am probably wrong, the aura in the room screams the Andrew I know. I still have to check, see if it's actually him

Grey eye. Blonde hair. It is definitely him. His eyes bored into my soul and for a minute I felt he knew exactly what I was thinking

"Andrew, meet Amelia or as I call her Lia" Camilla chirped as her eyes bounced between us "you've met?"

"Amelia... So this is the very important dinner? Dinner with my mom? I never knew my family held so much importance in your heart" he moved closer and gave me a welcome hug. I so needed to push him away but that'll be so weird to do in the house of a host "nice outfit" he whispered and stepped back "actually maa, she's Amelia, the girl from school"

"That's lovely, you both will get along fine!" Camilla took to her heels and headed to the dining "Lia, you sit here. Seems it's not a new friend anymore"

I gave an awkward smile and sat down on my chair watching Andrew sit opposite me. He smiled at me but I didn't care to return the gesture. The dinner was nice and peaceful, the meals were very tasty too, I had to give my compliments to the chef. Occasionally I would catch Andrew staring at me and there was this one moment where he took his long legs all the way to my side and tapped them. But guess what, he claims it was a 'mistake'. Yeah right, mistake my foot

Once the table was cleared and desert was brought, Camilla and my mother resumed their conversation. They were talking about work, turns out they met at some gathering for medical professionals or something like that. My mom, a surgeon and Camila a psychologist met and became friends. Now however they were talking about their children and motherhood in general. Typical

"Andrew is my only son, such a gem" her eyes looked at him with admiration and he seemed to have a smirk on his face. What a stupid man ego. "You know children grow up so fast, one moment he's all over the place another he's on one of his hobbies"

"I could say the same" my mother piped up, they kept discussing until the major topic was hobbies "Amelia is quite fond of books, books of all kind. But, I'll still say novels are here best"

"That's lovely, my son Andrew is quite the collector too. Does she read Shakespeare?"

"More than anything, any copy she lays a hand on, she'll try to get" mother laughed

"Oh really? That's great!" She looked at Andrew "Andrew, you have a quite the large collection of Shakespearian novels up in you room, why don't you show Lia the collection? Don't let us bore you with motherhood chatter"

"Alright maa, Is that okay with you Lia?" He asked knowing what he did. Lia? He cannot call me that, only his mother does that!

"I'm pretty full, I think I'll pass..." I lied

"Nonsense! You love Shakespeare, no book lover would pass that" Camilla spoke "don't be shy go along" she looked at Andrew "be a darling and take her with you"

"But..."

"That's enough Lia, I'm sure you'll love the books" mother smiled at me but I could read the words behind the smile 'stop making a scene and just go look at the books'

"Alright" I surrendered and followed Andrew up the shiny glass steps remaining few paces behind him

He entered his room and stood behind the door peaking out to usher me in. I looked at him, in the room and back at him.

"I don't bite, come on in" he said as I slowly made my way into the room. Clink, the door closed.

The room was pretty good, better from what I expected. I expected to find a messy room with gadgets and binoculars or something all over the place. You know, to engage in whatever creeps like him do.

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