After dinner, Shadow changed the bed sheets before preparing to return to his hostel. Amy reached forward to grab his hand. Thinking that she was afraid, Shadow remained silent. He starred into her green eyes and she did the same to his ruby red ones. After a while, he went to his computer desk and sat down. Amy lay on the bed playing with her phone. The apartment was silent besides the buzzing emitted by the computer.
Time flew and it was 11 pm in the blink of an eye. Shadow laid out a mattress and laid down on the floor, while Amy occupied the bed. The blanket covering her had a light fragrance, the exact same scent that Shadow carried. Subconsciously, the scent flustered her, and her heart beat rapidly. That night was a quiet night. They looked into the darkness, enjoying the silence as their thoughts ran. Listening to each other's breathing, they gradually sunk into a deep sleep.
Halfway through the night, it started to pour. Thunder struck and lighting flashed, but the ferocious weather did nothing to dampen Amy's spirits. She remained asleep with a hint of a smile. The next day, Amy went to apply for a temporary ID. Shadow helped her buy a plane ticket and sent her to the airport personally. Before she had entered the customs, Shadow took out his wallet, forcing a few hundred dollar bills into her hand. Despite usually speaking little, he had told her in a whispered tone to take care of herself and to call him once she reached San Francisco.
At that time, they were getting increasingly closer as though a relationship would blossom anytime soon.
But somehow, from that day onwards, everything changed drastically.
The first thing Amy did after returning to San Francisco was to make a new ID and the minute she received it, she booked a ticket to Beverly Hills. She dragged Blaze with her to LA this time, and even called Shadow up.
Shadow said that he was filming and wasn't able to rush over. When she asked if they could visit him where he was filming, he told her that they wouldn't let her in.
At that time, she didn't think much, believing that he was indeed busy. She was just a little disappointed and left two days later.
One month later, she visited LA again, but Shadow said he was filming again. After another half a month, she went to LA yet again and Shadow used the same filming excuse again.
Shadow was getting increasingly popular at that time, after doing well in a few memorable roles. Some of Amy's classmates were even starting to fantasize about him. Females were naturally sensitive species and Amy had already sensed that Shadow was avoiding her, but she had no idea why.
She thought that it was probably her love that was causing her random thoughts.
Hence, after learning that he had someone he liked, she used a good friend's tone to ask him about it.
Amy didn't dare to continue remembering, tears pouring down her cheeks furiously. That line was like a nightmare.
"No matter who I like, it would never be you."
Until that moment, from her middle school till the fourth year of her university, she had carried a torch for him for eight years. For those eight long years, she had loved him, worked hard for him, did silly things for him, dreamed of him, thought about him, and had dedicated her entire soul and life to him. But this guy, the guy she had given eight precious years to had told her that no matter who he liked, it would never be her.
Her one sided love, the feelings she had been harboring died before even sprouting. From that day onwards, Amy's love for him had to become a secret. She started by trying to avoid him and gradually not meeting him completely. Occasionally, she would hear about him from Sonic. She knew that he was doing very well in the industry, she knew that he had won the best screen actor award yet again and had even bought the company...
Even if Sonic didn't tell her, she could still find out easily. Shadow was famous globally and every little detail about his life would become a headliner, causing a sensation. Afterwards, she would subconsciously try to avoid him, but everywhere she went, she could see posters of him from the endorsements he was doing.
She was clearly aware that he did not like her, and yet, every time she saw his posters, she would stare at them mesmerized, trying to spot any changes compared to the face in her memory.
As she recalled those times, Amy started really crying, unable to control her sorrow. Her tears then woke her up from her dream. In a daze, she opened her eyes to the familiar bedroom. She stared at the wall for a long while before realizing that it had actually been a dream and her pillow was wet from her tears.
Amy continued to stare at the wall. It was already 12 am... When she returned home in the afternoon, she had fallen asleep after taking her medicine.
Amy left her bed, heading to the bathroom to wash her face. Taking her medicine, she left the room and walked to the kitchen for a glass of water.
After swallowing her medicine, she took out some frozen dumplings from the freezer. She heated them up before sitting down alone at the dining table to eat her food.
While she was eating, she heard a car outside. She turned to the window and saw a car driving in. Her grip on the chopsticks tightened unconsciously. She lowered her head and stared at the plate of dumplings. Soon, the door creaked open and Shadow entered.
