Amelia’s POVTaking a deep breath, I reentered the mansion. The grandness of the surroundings now carried a weight of responsibility, but I couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of it all.As I explored the house, familiarizing myself with its various rooms and corridors, I couldn't shake off the thoughts of Eddie and the unexpected turns life had taken. My mind spun between memories of our shared dreams and the new reality I found myself in.I decided to focus on the present, and on the job at hand.I went into the kitchen to prepare a simple meal. As I chopped vegetables and seasoned dishes, the rhythmic motions of cooking helped me to focus my mind on what needed to be done and set aside the whirlwind of emotions that threatened to overwhelm me.With each dish prepared with care, the aroma of simmering spices filled the air.Once the meal was ready, I set the table with meticulous attention to detail, arranging each dish with precision. It was a small gesture, but one that I made
Eddie’s POVI have been away from home to take my little Princess for a treat after she was released from the hospital. I got James' message, sending me the details regarding the new chef but I was unable to go through it but never did I expect it to be Amelia. Seeing her standing right in front of me, staring at me with her beautiful eyes made my heart skip a bit but I needed to act otherwise since she didn’t want anything to do with me.She told me that she was the new chef but I had to let go of her because if I accepted her and allowed her to work for me, I wouldn’t be able to hold back my feelings. I would want her every moment of which I wasn’t sure of the way she fell exactly.I ordered James to get me a new chef and also should come to my house and give more explanation on how he got to hire Amelia. I watched as he asked her if she did nothing wrong but she only left with her belongings angrily in silence. My heart throbbed seeing how sad she looked. I wanted to hold onto her
Amelia’s POVI was so shocked when I saw Eddie and his daughter. I couldn’t believe that he was the one I would be working. I was so angry with the way he treated me. He fired me instantly and I also left his place angrily. I hailed a cab and told the driver to take me to Presbyterian Hospital and all I did was sobbed inwardly during the drive. I saw that the driver occasionally glanced at me but I ignored him and to avoid him probing into my personal life, I wiped off my tears. When we arrived at the hospital, I paid the driver and after making sure that I wasn’t looking like someone that had been crying so that my parents wouldn’t be worried, I headed into the hospital and then went to my mom’s room. I dropped my luggage outside and I met her sitting with her husband. They were both happy to see me but with my mom, I knew she would notice that I wasn’t feeling good enough. She quickly noticed my mood and then asked me what was going on with me.“Is everything alright, Amelia?” My d
Amelia’s POVEnough of thinking about Eddie, Amelia. He kicked you out, declaring that you can not work for him, and he did so ruthlessly and cruelly. You should not let him take up space in your head.I stared blankly into space, hurt filling my chest as I thought about how he had called Mr. James and how he had not even looked at me when I was leaving.I did not want to work for him anyway, I thought to myself defiantly as I blinked away the sweat that rolled down from my eyes.I quickly discarded the thoughts about Eddie and then cleared my throat to get my father’s attention. He turned back to look at me and then asked if I was back. I approached him and then told him about the interview I would be going for by 3 pm. He let out a huge sigh of relief and I could tell how worried he had been about my lack of a job. He was so happy for me that I was able to get another job and then encouraged me when I explained to him how nervous I was about the upcoming interview. "Amelia, you've
Amelia’s POV I was so scared seeing how Raymond stared at me like a prey he was ready to devour. I plastered myself against the wall, unable to keep the tremor out of my voice as I pleaded with him, telling him that I wasn’t interested in the job anymore.Chills ran down my spine as he stalked me, I kept my back to the wall and continued watching him like a cornered mouse as we faced off against each other.“You got the job already, Amelia. All you have to do is give me what I want and I will do the same too,” he said.I stared at him, unable to keep the disdain off my face and voice as I vehemently shook my head. I took a quick glance at the door, wondering if I would be able to make it to the door without him catching me. He must have guessed what I was doing as I tried to calculate the odds. He yelled at me angrily, telling me that I was making him feel like a bad person. He approached me but I moved away from the door and hurriedly moved back away from him. He did not stop coming
Amelia’s POVI plopped down on the bench at the bus terminal, oblivious to the looks that were coming my way. I was still shivering and trembling from my ordeal. I couldn’t think straight as all that clouded my mind was the bastard that almost took advantage of me. I just nearly got sexually assaultedI just nearly got sexually assaultedI just nearly got sexually assaultedThe words played over in my head over and over again as I rocked back and forth on the small bench I was seated on. Eventually, the adrenaline died down and I entered into a state of shock. I stared blankly at nothing for a while and only came back to my senses when someone approached me, asking if I was okay or if I needed help. At her words, I immediately burst into loud, angry sobs. The stranger was obviously alarmed at my strange behavior and hurriedly walked away from me after that.I called out at her quickly retreating back, "I'm sorry for startling you!" But she did not even look back. I sniffed and turned
Amelia's POVWe were the only ones in the elevator, so I asked her, "Why did you stop me from going back inside? I heard mom sobbing.""Because…""Blaire." "She was clearly crying because of what… you know… what happened with the jerk whose name we shall not mention.""Exactly, I guessed so, Blaire. Which was why I wanted to go back in and comfort her and assure her that you are not.""But you are not, Amelia. And they know it. And they feel guilty, your mom especially. This recent incident must have made them feel even more worse. To them, they probably feel like a burden, like they are holding you back or down. And this… incident with the jerk whose name we shall not mention is and will most likely weigh heavily on their heart. It was clear the way they were trying to get you to go back to Florida. Just let them process this on their own, it would be better that way."She had been talking while staring at the floor, but when she looked up, she saw the lone tear rolling down my righ
Eddie’s POVI winced when James mentioned Amelia's name right in front of Chloe. I had forgotten to tell him about Chloe's outburst earlier so he hadn't known to speak subtly without mentioning her name. James raised an eyebrow at my reaction and I grimaced, nodding towards Chloe's direction. Surprisingly enough, no reaction came from Chloe. James was still staring at me as though I had home crazy fur to the way I was acting. I stared at Chloe’s face to see if she was pouting or had heard James when he talked about Amelia and thankfully, all her attention was on her food. I subtly heaved a small sigh of relief because I did not think I would have been able to handle it if hearing Amelia's name had provoked a reaction from her.My mind briefly wondered and I paused as I contemplated why Chloe was so adamant on having Amelia as our chef. She had never really known her and had only met her twice. Once at the party which was the first time I had seen Amelia in a long while and the sec
Amelia’s POVIt's been a few weeks since Eddie and I had gotten back together. It had taken him only a couple of weeks to convince me to move in with him again, but this time around, it was not as his nanny or his chef, it was as his girlfriend. According to him, he wanted to spend as much time as possible before I had to go back to Florida to resume duty with my agency. Jenna had been slammed with a restraining order along with the promise of a lawsuit if she did not leave us alone. For good measure, Eddie had made sure to properly adopt Chloe as his legal daughter. That way Jenna would not be able to cause us any more trouble.“Babe! Hurry up, we're gonna be late!” That was Edie yelling from downstairs, while I was in the closet in his… in our room, getting ready. Together with my parents, Blair, James, and Chloe, we were all going to a restaurant to celebrate my mom finally beating cancer.I looked down at Chloe who had gotten her hand on my lipgloss and was now putting it on and
Eddie’s POVAmelia's gaze flickered between me and the bustling crowd before she sighed and gestured toward a doorway at the back."Let's talk somewhere else, shall we?"I did not want to have to talk to her. I wanted to be with her at my home, where I could talk to her and have all to myself."Forget the break room," I said, a newfound determination coursing through me. "Let's go somewhere we can actually talk."Amelia hesitated, then shrugged. "Alright," she conceded. "But I do have to finish my shift first."Frustration bubbled up within me, but I knew pushing her wouldn't help. "Fine," I muttered, trying to tamp down on my impatience. "How long?""Just another hour," she replied, checking her watch. "How about we meet somewhere? My place isn't really ideal.""My place is close by," I offered, surprising myself with the boldness. "It's quiet, we can talk there."Amelia raised an eyebrow. "Your place? That wasn't exactly part of the plan, Eddie.""Well, plans change," I said, a play
Eddie’s POV"It was a mistake, Eddie," she choked out, her voice barely audible. "A one-time thing… a long time ago.""A one-time thing?" I repeated, my voice cracking. The image of a younger, naive Jenna flashed before my eyes, a girl I thought I knew everything about. Now, she seemed like a stranger."Who was he?" I demanded with the need to know gnawing at me.Jenna hesitated, then whispered a name I vaguely recognized. It was someone from the film industry, a rising star she'd met during her brief stint in Los Angeles. They had a short fling, a whirlwind romance that ended as quickly as it began.The revelation hit me like a sucker punch. All the doubts I'd ignored, the whispers in the back of my mind, the nagging feeling that things weren't quite right – it all came flooding back with a terrifying clarity. Years of my life were built on a lie. Chloe, my sweet, innocent daughter, was caught in the crossfire of my naivety and Jenna's betrayal.Fury boiled within me, a churning infe
Eddie’s POVThe doctor gave a small smile. "Of course. Let her rest for a few minutes, and then you can go in."As we waited, James explained what little he knew. He'd been picking up Chloe from school when a call came through from the hospital. Apparently, another kid had swerved into Chloe's path while riding his scooter.A surge of anger flared up within me. How could someone be so careless? But the anger quickly dissipated, replaced by a fierce protectiveness over my little girl.Minutes later, we were ushered into the room. Chloe lay propped up in bed, her face pale and drawn, a white cast encasing her arm. Tears welled up in her eyes as she saw me."Daddy!" she cried out, her voice small and wobbly.My heart ached at the sight of her distress. "Hey, champ," I said, rushing to her side and pulling her into a gentle hug, careful not to jostle her injured arm. "It's okay, I'm here now."She buried her face in my chest, her small body trembling slightly. I showered her with comforti
Amelia’s POVThe question hung heavy in the air. Friends? Could we really go back to that after everything that had happened? A part of me longed for the simplicity of our old friendship, the easy camaraderie we'd shared. But another part of me worried that friendship wouldn't be enough. The feelings I had for Eddie, the unspoken desires that had simmered beneath the surface of our relationship, wouldn't just disappear. They would linger, a constant reminder of what could have been.Taking a deep breath, I typed out a reply. "I… I don't know, Eddie. Honestly, I need some time to think. This whole situation has been a lot to process.""I understand," he replied almost instantly. "Take all the time you need. Just know that… I care about you, Amelia. More than you probably realize."His words sent a blush creeping up my neck. Did he really feel the same way? Or was this just a desperate attempt to hold onto me in any way he could? I didn't have the answers, and the uncertainty gnawed at
Amelia’s POVI stared at the message for what felt like an eternity, my mind a battlefield of conflicting emotions. Finally, with a shaky breath, I typed out a reply."Eddie," I began, my fingers hovering over the screen, "I… I don't know what to say. Thank you for the money. It means the world to me and my mom. But ...is everything alright? James said you collapsed. Are you in the hospital?" I hit send, the weight of the question hanging heavy in the air. The money, the cryptic message – it all pointed to something more serious than he was letting on.The wait for a response stretched into an agonizing eternity. Just as I started to pace the room, my phone buzzed. It was Eddie."Amelia," his voice rasped through the phone, weaker than I'd ever heard it. "Yes, I'm in the hospital. They're still trying to figure things out, but the doctor says I have Angiina due to stress."My chest tightened. Stress. The word echoed in my head, a stark reminder of the turmoil I'd left him in. "Eddie,"
Amelia’s POVI knew that there was no way that he and Jenna had actually been together in the way that she had been insinuating.Jenna had probably been playing another of her manipulative tricks. Regardless, I was exhausted and had had to tell myself that it would be better to end it with Eddie than to be dealing with hurt and frustration every day. James had been giving me updates on both Chloe and Eddie and although I knew I should tell him to stoop so that I could have a clean break, I did not think I had the heart to do so.The rhythmic rumble of the bus engine vibrated through the worn leather seat I occupied. Outside the window, the cityscape blurred into a kaleidoscope of colors, each passing image signifying my new reality. A reality where I, Amelia Brooks, was no longer Eddie Turner's nanny. Today's successful interview meant I could finally stand on my own two feet, financially independent. A bittersweet victory, considering the reason behind this newfound freedom.A soft c
Eddie’s POVHis words held a truth that stung. Jenna's behavior had become increasingly erratic, her possessiveness suffocating. But the thought of facing Amelia, of dredging up the hurt and confusion of that day, filled me with dread.I could not say anything, I could only nod my head in response. Just then, my head began to pound again, this time around in sync with my heart.My vision swam, the pounding in my head morphing into a relentless drum solo. The room seemed to tilt on its axis, James' concerned face warping into a blurry mess. A guttural cough ripped through me, sending another jolt of pain lancing through my chest."James…" I croaked, the word a raspy whisper. My hand reached out, blindly grasping for something solid. My fingers brushed against the armrest of the chair, anchoring me momentarily."Eddie, mate! What's wrong?" James' voice was laced with alarm, his concern cutting through the fog clouding my mind."Head…" I managed, the word slurred. My grip on the armrest
Eddie’s POVAmelia had left a gaping hole in my heart."But will she ever come back?" Chloe persisted, her lower lip trembling slightly."I… I don't know, sweetheart," I admitted, the truth a bitter pill to swallow. A heavy sigh escaped Chloe's tiny lips. "Okay," she mumbled, staring out the window with a wistful expression. The silence stretched between us, thick with unspoken emotions.Reaching over, I squeezed her hand gently. "Look," I began, my voice softened with love. "No matter what happens with Amelia, you'll always be my little girl. And no matter what, I'll always be here for you. Always."Chloe looked at me, a flicker of reassurance sparking in her eyes. "Really?" she asked, her voice a hesitant whisper."Really," I confirmed, my voice firm with conviction. "You're the most important thing in the world to me, you know that?"She nodded slowly, a small smile gracing her lips. For a moment, the tension seemed to ease, a fragile connection established between us.Reaching t