Chapter 8

Amelia POV

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The next morning, I woke up early , feeling a renewed sense of purpose. I got dressed and made my way to the kitchen , where i found xaiver sitting at the table,a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Xavier , we need to talk "I said ,my voice was calm but firm.

He looked up at me , his expression weary, Amelia,I don't want to argue about this anymore."

"We're not going to argue." I said , sitting down across from him. "But I need to understand how I feel .

This baby is a part of both of us , I can't just...