Yes, Mr. Bennett. I Will Miss You

The evening enveloped the city in its fragrant and warm blanket of a nice blend of blooming flowers and raindrops that were turning into invisible steam as they were beginning to evaporate from the surfaces they had touched several minutes ago. Amelie got out of her car and strode directly toward the entrance of the Emerald Hotel, playfully jumping over the little puddles created by the short summer rainfall. 

As she reached the door and greeted the friendly doorman, she noticed Liam Bennett standing next to the entrance to the garden and running his eyes all over the place as if looking for someone.

Once he noticed Mrs. Ashford, he greeted her with a warm smile and Amelie felt strangely light and unburdened, as if all the weight of the daily troubles she had been shouldering up until this moment, evaporated together with the last raindrops on the hot pavement. 

Amelie's lips stretched into a wide smile as well.