Amelia went upstairs to her room. A few minutes later, Dylan entered. She frowned and wanted to ask what he was doing there but saw him with a duvet and a pillow, she frowned
"What?" She didn't even know how to ask the question
"If you can't sleep in my room, I'll come to sleep in yours." he replied to the question in her heart.
Truth is, Dylan was scared of leaving her alone in a room. He couldn't get the memory of her wanting to kill herself out of his mind. Whenever he thought of it, he could feel pain. He didn't know if she would kill herself again.
Amelia didn't know what to do or say, she was dumbfounded, and she just kept staring at the man smiling in front of her.
"I will be fine on my own, sir." she explained but Dylan replied
"I know."
He made himself comfortable on the couch before covering himself with the duvet and closing his eyes. Amelia didn't know what to do with him anymore.