Taking a deep breath, Amara turned to face Jessica with a practiced smile on her face.

"I appreciate your sincerity and concern, but I'm perfectly fine. Honestly. Louis is nothing like what you think. He treats me well. He's loving, too," Amara said with a small smile, though her eyes lacked warmth.

Jessica narrowed her gaze, skeptical. "Amara—"

"If you'll excuse me, I need to get back to the dining room," Amara cut in swiftly.

Before Jessica could protest, Amara flashed one last smile and walked out. Jessica sighed in frustration before following her.

As soon as they stepped into the dining room, Louis stood up abruptly, his chair scraping...