Sidney's POV:
If I hadn't reacted quickly, catching her just in time, Amber would've fallen right out of the wheelchair.
No wonder she'd been so daring tonight—she was tipsy.
Now, her cheeks were flushed as she leaned softly against my chest, her eyes closed, like a serene sleeping beauty. Captivating.
"Mr. Sidney, Amber didn't mean to overstep. We'll take her back to rest immediately," Mabel stammered, rushing over to lift Amber from my arms.
Even Amir, usually silent, spoke up, pleading, "Mr. Sidney, please forgive her!"
But my mind wasn't on their apologies. As soon as that warmth left my arms, a strange thought crossed my mind—I wanted to take her back.
'I must be losing it.'
Amber, now unable to stand straight, leaned heavily on Mabel, who struggled to hold her. Amir hesitated
