Eudora made her way upstairs to the study, standing in front of the door with her daughter in her arms. Both of them stared at the closed door before them.
The pair exchanged looks for a long time. Eudora breathed a heavy sigh and finally reached out to open the door.
It was dead quiet in the room. All the curtains were drawn and it was very dark.
Eudora looked around and finally found Amos sitting on a chair in the corner. He was lying there with his eyes closed but she could clearly feel the hostility that was emanating from him.
It was the first time that Eudora had felt this way ever since she met Amos.
She subconsciously held Juju tighter but she could not seem to move forward. Suddenly, Juju struggled in her embrace. Eudora was afraid that Juju would fall, so she quickly put Juju down.
Immediately, Juju disregarded Eudora's orders and walked over to Amos.
Eudora followed her hurriedly, walked past her, and nudged Amos' shoulders before Juju could reach him, "Amos, it's dinnertime!"
The photo that Amos was holding slipped from his hand. Eudora noticed that it was a picture of a young boy with blood smeared all over his face. Her heart skipped a beat and all of a sudden, something flashed across her mind. She wanted to grab hold of the image but it disappeared as soon as it appeared.
Amos suddenly opened his eyes. His bloodshot eyes looked like he was about to tear her into pieces.
A chill rolled down Eudora's spine, "Amos.."
Amos immediately snapped out of his thoughts when he heard her voice. He lowered his gaze and picked up the photo before shoving it in the drawer. "What are you two doing here?"
"Dinner's ready. Let's eat!" Eudora said.
"I'm not hungry!"
All of a sudden, Amos felt a warm little hand grasping his finger. It was Juju, and she was looking at him with her big round eyes.
When he turned to look at Eudora, he noticed that Eudora was also staring at him worriedly. Those two pairs of eyes instantly melted the ice in his heart.
Amos' lips then curved into a smile, "Alright, let's head downstairs for dinner!"
Harley, who had been standing at the stairs worriedly, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Eudora and Juju had managed to convince Amos to come downstairs for dinner.
Fortunately, Eudora and Juju were around to help, otherwise, who knew how long was Amos going to keep himself holed up in his room?
Harley left after dinner. Before he left, he called Eudora over and spoke a few words to her, "I know that this might seem like a ridiculous request, and I know that you still have your doubts about Amos, but he's in a bit of a pickle at the moment. Could you be a little more patient with him for the time being? I don't want him to overthink, and it's better to not leave him on his own. I beg you, please!"
Eudora recalled the photo she saw earlier and she finally nodded. "I'll do my best!"
"Thank you, you're the best, Mrs. Granger!" Harley said sincerely and bowed to her respectfully before leaving.
Eudora was overwhelmed by the events that had transpired that she did not even realize that Harley had referred to her as 'Mrs. Granger'.
Amos would usually be the first to hog the bed when it was bedtime. Yet today, he went back to his study after dinner and had not come out since.
After coaxing Juju to sleep, Eudora remembered what Harley had said to her earlier. She then slowly put on her slippers.
The door to the study was not closed and there was a faint light coming from inside.
Eudora paused before entering. "It's getting late, aren't you going to bed?"
She was wearing her pajamas with strands of hair falling over her face. It made her look lovely and innocent. At that moment, Amos wanted to hold her in his arms as he did before. However, he was hesitant when he recalled that she had seen the photo in the afternoon.
If she knew what had happened to him, would she think differently of him?
Eudora was already walking over to him while he was still deep in his thoughts.
"Amos?"
"Don't come over here!" Amos said subconsciously, "Don't!"
Was he going to shut himself from the world? Eudora finally understood what Harley meant.
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