Ken
I couldn't call Amara. I didn't want to risk anything. So, I had Camilla call her instead, but her phone was turned off. Worry invaded my brain. Maybe her mom took her phone, maybe the locked her in, maybe I'd never see her again. At that point, I knew nothing.
I made it to Italy, went home, and called Camilla again, asking her if she heard from Amara, to which she replied no. I sat down, trying to calm my nerves, when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door, and my angel was standing there.
Amara
I left my house immediately after I fought with my mom, went to my bank account, emptied it, and booked a ticket to Italy. I figured by the time I finish everything, Ken would already be in Italy. So after a long wait at the airport, and even a longer flight, I made it to my new home, Ken's home. I knocked on the door, and there he was, standing there, looking perfectly disheveled. I love his messy hair so much.
Ken
We ran at each other. Even though it hadn't been that long since we were together last, but any second spent without my baby is too long.
Amara
God, I missed kissing Ken.
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All Of You
Любовные романыA classic love story that has it all. Friends to lovers? Check. Long distance? Check. Disapproval? Check. Pain? Check. Love that has no boundaries? Check.
