Amelia's POV

For the second time, I was in Dwayne's house. He was really a gentleman and he kept to his promise. He didn't try anything funny with me. He cooked and took care of me. He even urged me to sleep but I declined.

My mind was clouded and I was confused. My current plight of homelessness, a part of me urged not to disclose it to him.

'Do I have any other option?'

"Why do you look so worried?" Dwayne had seen more than I wanted to show.

I quickly wore a fake smile and stood up from the dining. I didn't know where to start from. Spitting...