#Chapter32

AMELIA POV

Xavier slams the door and I can hear the faint echo of him rushing down the stairs.

I know I went too far, comparing him to his father was a bad thing but I couldn't control my mouth. He effortlessly told me he doesn't care about being with me.

Honestly, I wanted him to care. It's all I craved. For him to protect me. And I knew he did, but the way he so casually hid it hurt me.

The events of last night replayed in my mind. His soft kisses, his gentle touch, his hypnotising words. I can't believed I ruined that sweet memory with what...