Yes, Mr Daniels.

Chapter Fourteen| My Wife.

"Good morning, Amelia," his voice brought me out of my thoughts and I looked up at him, frowning, why isn't he wearing a suit?

"Good morning, Mr Daniels. Why aren't you in your formal attire, we have a meeting in thirty minutes," I said looking at my phone and back up at him.

"Cancelled," he said as he sat down in front of me and spread butter over his toast, I had taken the liberty of ordering us some room service since he was busy with something in his room.

"Cancelled?" I repeated saying the syllables slowly, he isn't even going to explain?

"Yes, so you can do whatever you want," he said smiling at the end.

"And what will you do?"

"Follow you around of course," he said grinning and I cocked my head to the side.

"Follow me?"

"Yes, now go on and change. We have places to be, or shall I say you have places to be and I will follow you there."

"Why follow?" I asked confused and he grinned while taking a sip of his coffee.

"I doubt you would gladly allow me to tag along, especially after what happened yesterday. So at least I'm letting you know that I'm going to follow you."

I seriously had no response for him, so I did what he said I must do. I got up and went to my room changing my outfit into something more comfortable and making sure to grab my purse in case I wanted to buy something for Ora.

"Alright, I'm heading out. Follow me you creep," I said more to myself than him and I saw him get up from where he was sitting and follow me out the hotel room/house.

I walked around the city just like I had the last time I was here, and so much had changed and there was so much more I had to see, I needed to see.

So flagging down cabs, I asked them to take me to museums, landmarks, holy temples, loved buildings and so forth, man being here was refreshing.

I finally ended up at a bridge and I looked at the water as it flowed beneath us.

"If you could just stop being creepy and come stand next to me, that would be better," I said to JJ who was looking at me from the other side of the bridge.

True to his word, he had been following me around the whole day, sometimes he would catch up to me and suggest a place or ask me to look at something I hadn't seen, before disappearing behind me again.

"The last time we were here, I told you about my mom," I said, still looking at the water and briefly glancing at him, he was staring at me and as I was used to his stare, it always manages to catch me off guard because I'm never prepared for those eyes.

His eyes looked lighter since the sunlight was hitting the side of his face, he held an interesting look and looked at me as if it was the first time he was seeing me.

"How do you feel about her now?" he asked and I sighed looking back at the water.

"I envy her."

"Why?"

"She was able to leave," I said, looking at him smiling lightly. "She was able to leave and not look back at what she left behind. As for me? I'd come running back because I'm not brave like her."

He stared at me for a long time before pulling me into his arms and making sure that my arms were wrapped around him.

"She wasn't brave, Lia," he said above my head, holding me tighter. "Her leaving and not coming back, for you isn't brave. Hell, I thought I was brave, but I realized that I was a coward for leaving you."