After parting ways with Priscilla, I headed over to where John stood—predictably glued to Amelia's side. The guy had a real talent for hovering.
"How long are you going to cling to her like that?" I asked, walking up with a raised brow.
John turned to me, visibly irritated. "What do you want now, Edward? I thought you were busy playing hide and seek with Roda?"
The words barely left his mouth when Amelia, who was standing close enough to overhear, blinked in surprise.
"Hide and seek with… R-Roda?" She repeated, her voice faltering as her gaze flicked between the two of us.
This bastard.
I shot John a glare. Could he keep his mouth shut for once? My life was already riddled with misunderstandings—I didn't need him inventing more for fun.
"It's nothing," I said quickly. "I just needed something from Roda. That's all."
Amelia nodded slowly, thankfully taking the explanation at face value.
