Chapter 47-1
Chapter 47-1
AMELIA:
I clasped my palms together, fear so evident in my eyes as I waited for what Dexter’s response would be,
I had always known that Dexter loved Scarlett, but were his feelings for her still the same?
"What?" I heard his shocked response, but my heart continued racing in my chest,
"I’m saying it now. I have feelings for you, Dexter. I have no idea when they started but maybe while we were teenagers. I’ve known I always loved you so much and wanted to spend eternity as your mate, but then you found your mate. I tried to control my feelings afterward, but I couldn’t, and I still can’t. I’m so fucking crazy about you."
Scarlett uttered almost immediately, without giving herself space to breathe in between her words, and I shut my eyes for a few seconds,
"Our mate would choose us, Amelia, he’s growing fond of us." I heard Diana’s voice in my eyes and I opened my eyes so I could calm myself down,
Even though I wasn’t too certain, I just wanted to trust the fact that Dexter wouldn’t choose Scarlett,
There was still silence between them and reluctantly, with my hands still on my chest, I averted my gaze toward their direction again to see them kissing,
My brows fluttered multiple times, and my heart broke into multiple pieces,
I had no idea who had instigated the kiss, but my fingers suddenly let go of the phone I was holding as a tear rolled down my eyes I had no idea when Bryan’s words replayed in my head over and over again,
My immediate reaction and the loud sound of what I dropped was able to get their attention, and they both turned to face me,
Still stunned, my gaze didn’t leave Dexter until ten seconds later, "Amelia..." He called my name softly, but when I took my gaze away, I began to run, hoping that Dexter wouldn’t catch up to me,
I got out of the building, standing at the large gate, and as I leaned on the wall, tears rolled down my eyes. What next after this? Now that Scarlett had finally confessed her long feelings for Dexter, I knew I didn’t stand a chance.
I was just a contract wife to him, but I got carried away about our relationship over time, I stared at the shoes on my legs, the beautiful crystal shoes that Dexter had gifted me a few days ago, and I instantly took them off. Without looking back, I dropped it at the spot where I was standing and began to walk away,
Why did I come to this darn party in the first place?
My legs didn’t stop until I found a cab to take me back to the pack. As soon as I stepped out, I headed straight for the mansion and found my way to the room once I was in.
It was all my damn fault for not reminding myself of my damn position in his life and I had been carried away all the time.
I laid on the bed and covered myself with the duvet and while underneath, I couldn’t stop the tears from falling freely.