Alexander "Don't say that!" I exclaimed, rushing after her."Amelia!" I called out, but before I could catch up, she slammed the door shut in my face."Damn it!" I groaned out in frustration.I pounded on the door. "Amelia, please open up! We can still talk about this." My voice trembling with emotion.I pounded on the door again, my fists clenched in desperation."Amelia, please!" My voice cracked. "Don't shut me out like this." I leaned against the door, my forehead pressed against the cool wood."Amelia, I love you," I whispered, my words barely audible."Amelia, please, tell me what I can do to make things right. I'll do anything." I pleaded, my voice trembling with desperation.I paused, my mind racing."I'll give you everything," I continued, my words spilling out in a rush."I'll buy you the entire state of Wisconsin if that's what you want. If that's not enough, I'll add Illinois, Michigan, and every surrounding state."I knew I sounded ridiculous, but I didn't care. I'd giv
Amelia"Is he still out there?" I asked Hayley, my voice barely above a whisper.She crossed the room to peer out the window, her gaze scanning the street below."I don't see any sign of Alexander anywhere," she reported, turning back to me with a reassuring smile. "So, I think he's gone."A wave of relief washed over me, and my shoulders sagged as I leaned against the couch."Thank goodness," I breathed, closing my eyes and letting my eyelids flutter shut.Hayley settled beside me, placing her hand on my knee. "Are you okay, Amelia?" she asked, concern etched in her voice.I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering unease. "I will be," I said finally, opening my eyes to meet Hayley's gaze. "I just want him to leave me alone. I've made it clear I don't want anything to do with him.""He'll get the message eventually.""I shouldn't have gone to New York for that convention," I said, frustration etching my voice. "If I hadn't gone, he wouldn't have remembered I existed."He
Charlie "They were right about this hotel, Charlie," Alex said, slicing into his steak with precision. "It's the best in Wisconsin." His gaze drifted to mine as I sat across from him. His eyes gleamed with satisfaction."Maybe I should build a hotel here." He mused, his tone casual. "It would be bigger and better." He said, his smile spreading slowly. "Like the best in Wisconsin." His eyes closed as he took a bite of his steak, chewing slowly, savouring the taste."I think it's worth considering. It would be a good investment."He nodded."I already own a club here," I added."Hmm, this is a really good steak," he said, holding out his fork. "You sure you don't want to try it?"I scoffed, waving my hand. "No, I don't eat steak for dinner.""Look man, I know you said you can't do anything regarding Amelia.""Stop, stop. Can we please just eat?" "Fine. Did you ask your girlfriend to come?" he asked."I'm sure she's swamped," I said, trying to deflect. "Receptionists have a heavy work
Alexander We stepped into the grand ballroom, scanning the sea of familiar faces.I stood at my sister's engagement party, surrounded by laughter and champagne toast. But my mind wasn't on the celebration. It was on Amelia.I had promised Sarah I wouldn't bother her tonight, but I couldn't help scanning the room for her face.She was nowhere to be found.I frowned, feeling a pang of disappointment.I should have focused on Sarah's happiness, but my eyes kept searching for Amelia.Charlie appeared beside me, his gaze fixed intently on Henry. "Quite the occasion," he said, his tone neutral.I nodded, aware of Charlie's reservations about Henry."I know you don't approve of Henry being with Sarah," I said, "but I also know you love Sarah and care about her."Charlie's expression remained stoic. "I'm not going to say anything," he assured me."I know you won't," I replied with a hint of amusement. "Just put on your usual charming smile. You look like you just ate shit."Charlie grunted
Alexander My eyes fluttered open, grogginess clinging to my mind. The events of the previous night flooded back.Charlie and Amelia.I rubbed my temples, trying to ward off the impending headache.Sarah's gentle voice broke the silence. "Morning, Alexander. How are you feeling?"I turned to face her. "I'm fine," I lied.Sarah's sceptical gaze told me she didn't believe me.We were in her living room, the soft couch enveloping me. I vaguely remembered Henry bringing me here last night. I had insisted on not going to my mansion.My gaze fell upon the scattered empty bottles of whiskey. "Did I drink much?" I asked, my throat dry.Sarah nodded. "Enough to knock you out."I sat up, running my hands through my hair. "How did your engagement party go?" I asked."You mean after you almost killed Charlie? It was great," she continued, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "We drank and danced in your name."I winced, shame creeping up my neck. "Sorry I ruined your night," I said, genuine regret in
AmeliaI smiled, watching Emma, my cashier slip on her jacket and grab her purse. "You're not leaving now?" "Don't worry, go ahead. I'll take care of everything and lock up.""Are you sure you don't need me to wait? I can lock up." "No, no. It's fine. Have a wonderful night.""Thanks, Amelia. See you tomorrow," she replied, her voice cheerful as she pushed open the door and walked out.We'd sold out for the day and the display cases were empty. I turned off the ovens and switched off the lights. I moved through the bakery checking to make sure I wasn't missing anything. The bell above the door rang out. I called out, my voice ringing through the empty bakery, "Did you forget something?" I assumed it was Emma, returning for something she'd left behind.But the silence was palpable.I waited for a response, my ears straining to pick up the slightest sound. But there was nothing.My curiosity piqued, I turned my head, my eyes scanning the dimly lit doorway. Then I saw a figure stand
Selene I stood outside my father's house, fidgeting with frustration as I rang the doorbell multiple times.Why the fuck was he taking so long to answer the door? The minutes ticked by at a glacial pace.Finally, the door creaked open, revealing my father's stern expression."For fuck's sake, Dad! It took you hours to answer the door," I exclaimed, exasperation etched in my voice.His eyes narrowed. "Don't speak to me that way, Selene."I sighed inwardly.His gaze dropped to the luggage beside me, then snapped back to meet my eyes. "Whose bags are these?" he asked."Mine," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.His eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean yours?"I hesitated for a few seconds before answering. "Alex threw me out.""He threw you out!" He exclaimed, his voice laced with outrage. "And Martins let him do that?"I shook my head, feeling a mix of frustration and desperation. "Martins didn't know.""Why didn't you go to him?"I sighed, my exhaustion boiling over. "C
Amelia I sat beside Hayley at the park, watching Alexander laugh and play with Misty. Her words cut through the serene atmosphere."I still can't believe you just forgave him and let him back into your life," Hayley said, her tone laced with scepticism.I shifted uncomfortably, defending my decision. "I didn't just forgive him, Hay. We're friends now."Hayley raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, keep trying to convince yourself, Amelia. A man and a woman can't be friends."I bristled at her doubt. "Says who?""If you two had no history, maybe it would've been possible. But come on, Amelia, I thought you wanted to move on from him."Her words struck a chord, echoing my own uncertainties."I've come to realize that instead of trying to hate Alexander, maybe I should try forgiving him," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "That way, moving on would be easier."Hayley's eyes narrowed. "You could have told him to leave."I bit back a bitter laugh. As if Alexander would have listened. Besides I