Chapter 068

Amelia

The car began to move and I gazed out the window, my eyes fixed on Alexander's receding figure. He was shouting, his mouth open in a desperate cry, but the sound was muffled by the glass and the hum of the engine. Yet, I could read his lips, could see the shape of my name on them.

My heart skipped a beat as I watched him, his face contorted in a mix of anguish and despair. I felt a pang of guilt, but I pushed it aside. I couldn't let him catch up to us, couldn't let him find out about Misty.

The thought sent a chill down my spine. I couldn't bear the thought of him taking her away from me, of losing my precious daughter.

I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.

How did he find out where I was?

He looked different, still devilishly handsome of course, but there was something else about him that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

I wasn't expecting him to act like that when he saw me.

I was taken aback by his reaction when he saw me - the desperation in his eyes, the