#Chapter70

AMELIA POV

The cool New York air hits my bare legs as I walk down the stairs of the jet and sit into the car waiting for me right next to it.

The chauffeur drives me to my house and luckily it's 3am so I don't feel bad about passing out on my bed.

I was glad to finally be back in my own house. I thought Italy would be an escape from Xavier but I even managed to see him there.

Not only see him, but kiss him. His lips on mine felt foreign, I had kissed him before, so many times, but it was different.

He was...