Amalia
A deeper conversation is all I want from you-
Amalia glances up as Loren thunders through the door, a little surprised, her eyebrow arching at his forceful manner and tone. The temptation to deny him this word is strong: whatever bee he has in his bonnet today, she very much doubts she has the emotional fortitude to help him through his turmoil."Hello, Loren." Has he heard about the caves? He must have, by now. Perhaps that is what he's here for- to blame her for the loss of his adopted kin, confront her about Peter's death. Leaning her elbows on the counter, she fixes him with a weary look. "What can I do for you?"
- I want the words you're afraid to say:
the lonely ones you keep hidden
between the folds of your heart
