The Other Side Of Him.

The drive back was silent, but Amara’s mind was too occupied to notice that. She blamed it on the alcohol, after all, without it running in her system and messing up how she processed things, there was no way she would have thought for a moment that Tobias had looked and sounded genuine. But the alcohol was running through her system and indeed messing up things more than her thoughts, her heart beat included, which was racing rapidly for some reason. “Did you drink too much?” Elijah asked, barely glancing at her as he tried navigating his way through the busy street of Milan. “Just a few glasses,” Came Amara answer. “Nothing I couldn’t handle.” “Nothing you couldn’t handle,” For the first time, Elijah did something he had never done, he repeated words she had said and laughed sarcastically. Even though Amara wasn’t to totally sober, she knew that the laugh had not been one of a joyous kind, but rather one of a bitter kind and this genuinely caught her off guard. “Is everything okay?”