Chapter 55

Amelia

“I make this promise to you, Amelia. I will make them pay, and not just them. Any fucking person that dares to lay a finger on you will face my wrath.” He speaks with a conviction that sends shivers down my spine.

I freeze, my eyes widening in disbelief. Did he just say that? As I stare into his unwavering gaze, I realize with a jolt that he means every word. My heart races in my chest, a whirlwind of emotions swirling within me as I grapple with the overwhelming sincerity of his words. At that moment, I find myself rendered speechless, utterly awestruck by the depth of his commitment to me.

“Can we go somewhere private to talk?” I ask, my voice barely above a whisper as I tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear. His promise has stirred something within me, a longing to share the full story of my past. I’m curious to see how he’ll react, to gauge if he’ll see me differently.

“Sure,” he agrees, his hand finding mine and giving it a gentle squeeze