Bound by duty
"Have you heard from Amelia?" He finally asked when she opened the door of her apartment.
As much as he wanted to stay away, his body had a mind of his own, disobeying whatever his mind ordered, even disregarding the warning bells that rang in his head.
He still found himself knocking on her door, walking further inside her apartment, and locking his arms around her embrace. He was a man possessed, obsessing about her.
He let his hands hold her by the waist, pulling her closer to his body. Then kissing her on top of her head as he waited for her answer.
"Nope." She answered, ushering him toward the living room. She wished she had, but until now, she had no luck. "I tried calling her several times, but either her phone was always off, or she might have blocked my number."
Eida wished her friend would hear her side of the story, but she could not blame her for being mad at her. She deserved it if Amelia would stop talking to her.