Alexander "Dude, you won't believe what's all over the news right now?" Charlie's voice blared through the phone, jolting my eardrum.I pulled the phone away from my ear, wincing at the loudness. I held the phone from an arm's length. "What going on?" I asked, my curiosity piqued by the urgency in his tone. "What's happening that's got you yelling at the top of your lungs?" I added."Where is Amelia? Is she there with you?" He asked.I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "No, she isn't. I don't know where she is. Probably with her friend." I replied.His tone shifted, his voice taking on a serious note. "You should turn on the TV, man." He said."Just tell me what it is on the news that you want me to see.""No, you should see it for yourself.""Fine" I muttered reluctantly and snatched the remote control, my thumb hovering over the power button before pressing it. The TV turned on and I began to ask, "What exactly am I supposed to be looking at?" But my words died on my lips as my
Amelia I packed my things, trying to hold back tears, but they fell anyway. Our life together was ending, and I couldn't bear it. I heard Alexander enter the room. My heart sank as I saw the papers in his hand. He approached me, his eyes filled with a sadness that mirrored mine. There was also rage in his eyes. I wanted to scream, to beg him not to do this, but my voice was trapped in my throat. He handed me the papers, his hand trembling, and I took them, feeling like I was signing away my soul.As I scanned the pages, the words blurred together, but one thing stood out - our marriage was over. I knew it was a fake marriage but it felt real to me.I felt a sob rise, but I pushed it down, trying to be strong."You've already made your decision, haven't you?" I said, my eyes locked on his, but he refused to meet my gaze. "You're so eager to be rid of me that you've already signed the papers. That's how much you want me gone. You won't even look me in the eye."He shifted uncomfortab
Alexander I stood there, frozen in regret, as the reality of the situation sunk in. She was really gone, and I had let her walk away. Why didn't I stop her? Why didn't I confront her further? The questions swirled in my mind like a vortex, pulling me down into a sea of self-doubt and uncertainty.I thought of all the things I could have said, all the demands for truth I could have uttered. But I had said nothing, done nothing, and now she was gone.I was a fucking coward!"I picked my inheritance over her," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper as I around the room. "I mean, it was the right thing to do, right?" I asked myself.The silence that followed was oppressive, punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breathing. I felt like I was drowning in my own emotions, unable to escape the weight of my own regret.And then, like a whisper in the darkness, I remembered her parting words and the pain I saw in her eyes. She must really hate me.God, why was I feeling this way?
Amelia I was tossing and turning in bed, my eyes squeezed shut in a futile attempt to sleep but I couldn't.Alexander's face kept popping into my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Fucking Alexander!Why was I losing sleep over this? I was certain Alexander had slept just fine, and probably already moved on to Selene. I'm sure she slept right next to him.I was trapped in my own thoughts, reliving the club event and worrying about what could've been.I buried my face in the pillow, trying to block out the thoughts that swirled in my mind. I inhaled deeply, holding back my tears. Why did Alexander have to be so...Alexander? Why did he have to invade my thoughts?I lay there, pillow still clutched to my face."Aaaaahhh!" I let out a muffled scream into the pillow. Screaming hadn't solved anything.Knock!The sudden knock at the door startled me, breaking the silence. I got out of bed and made my way to the door to see who it was.I stood frozen in the doorway, my eyes
Amelia "Sarah!" I blurted out, my eyes flying open in surprise. I quickly scanned the area to see if she had come alone."How did she find me?" I wondered, still trying to process her sudden arrival."Amelia," she said, brushing past me into the room without waiting for an invitation. She enveloped me in a warm hug, her arms wrapping tightly around me."I was in LA when I saw the news, and I didn't hesitate - I quickly flew back to New York City. But when I arrived at the mansion, I was told you no longer lived there." Her words tumbled out in a rush.I was still trying to wrap my head around her sudden appearance. 'Yeah...' I trailed off, eyeing her warily. 'How did you know I was here?' I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.""I managed to make Alexander tell me where to find you. He was reluctant at first but in the end, I got it out of him." She said.Alexander! He knew where I was?Did he pay someone to keep an eye on me?I shut the door quickly. "Are you okay?" Sarah asked,
Amelia I couldn't wrap my head around it, behind all the strong macho facade I had genuinely believed Alexander was a kind and compassionate person at heart. But now, as I grappled to make sense of the situation, I found myself questioning everything. He was at my mom's house, the very same house he had purchased for her, and a nagging doubt crept in - would he evict them?I mean, he wouldn't throw them out, would he? Maybe he was there for a different reason. It could be he had visited my mom to check up on her. Who was I kidding? He was there to throw my mom and sister out. Why else would he be there?My mind was in chaos, running over a hundred miles per hour. It was a lot to process, what was I going to say to my mum? How would she take it? Would she be disappointed in me? God, please...I tried to pull myself together, standing frozen on the front porch, my hand hovering over the doorframe as I hesitated to knock. He was still inside, and the thought of facing him made my s
AmeliaI woke up feeling tired but relieved. Today was the day we'd be selling my mom's house. I'd been working on it for weeks now, it had been marathon showings and negotiation but it was finally happening.I stretched, arching my back and extending my arms above my head, before getting out of bed.I took a deep breath and started getting ready for the day. I had to sign some papers and say goodbye to New York City.I headed downstairs, I could hear Ella in the kitchen already making breakfast. The savoury aroma of cooking eggs enveloped me, making my stomach growl. "Hey, what are you making?" I asked, moving closer to her.She didn't turn around, her focus fixed on the sizzling pan in front of her. "Scrambled eggs." She replied.I leaned against the counter, my eyes fixed on the pan. "Mmmm.""It smells delicious, doesn't it?" she asked, eyeing me with a knowing glint. I nodded in agreement. "Want some?" she offered. I hesitated, my stomach growling with hunger. "I'm starving,
Alexander James walked into my office with a serious expression on his face. "Sir, I need to bring something to your attention," he said, prompting me to look up from my laptop. "What is it?" I asked brusquely. He hesitated for a moment before delivering the news: "Amelia's house has been sold."I scowled, my annoyance evident. "She sold the house?" I asked, my tone laced with disbelief. "Yes, sir. She did." He confirmed.I offered her money and she rejected it. But surprisingly, she didn't hesitate to sell the house I bought for her family.Why should I care?"I don't give a fuck, James," I said dismissively.He nodded and left without a word.I struggled to concentrate on my work as my mind repeatedly wandered back to James' revelation. I recalled the day her family moved into that house, the look of gratitude in her hazel eyes. I had done it to help her, to make her life easier. Was she trying to provoke me by selling the house? I reached for my phone to track her location,