The hall had immediately switched from an onslaught of music to the sound of their shoes stepping the marbled floor. Lance purposely made their walk slow, delaying so he could be with Amelia longer. It is stupid and so unlike him to do such a thing but what else could he do? This is the only time he could be alone with her after she has been gone, making him all angsty and worried like hell. When he had heard about her disappearance, he could not describe what he has felt. It was like a huge slap of awareness hit him. A kind of awareness he does not want to ever acknowledge. It is a disaster waiting to happen.
“You’ve been gone for quite a while,” he said, thinking that it is necessary to burst the bubble of silence between them.
His voice slightly echoed on the empty hall, a sign that
