Their eyes met, and for some reason, Amelia's eyes suddenly reddened, looking utterly aggrieved.
Christopher's heart suddenly ached, and he felt immense regret. Without a word, he pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
"I'm sorry..."
His long-repressed emotions burst out suddenly, his voice trembling as he spoke. His thin lips kissed gently behind her ear and along her neck.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you... You know, ever since I received that call from Kane, those ten plus hours have been agonizing. You were on the plane, and I couldn't reach you. I hated myself for not being able to do anything for you, and even implicating you... You're so good, so good to me, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you..."
When Amelia was held by him, her tense nerves finally relaxed completely.
As tears fell, she felt very trivial, wondering what there was to cry about.
Yet she couldn't help it.