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Chapter 14 - Done Playing Nice

Author: Anney GW
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Amelia’s POV

Rowan's dark eyes locked on mine, holding me in place.

I felt stripped bare by his intense, unreadable gaze. As if he was looking right into my soul, searching for my deepest, darkest secrets.

He didn’t say a word.

The longer the silence stretched, the more I squirmed. My fingers instinctively fiddled with my hair.

After what felt like forever, I couldn’t bear his staring contest anymore. I lowered my eyes, pretending to study the last golden sip of liquor in my glass.

Finally, his voice cut through the silence.

"Is this about Tristan?" he asked, his voice low and measured. "Are you doing this to make him jealous? To get back at him?"

I froze. The warmth from the alcohol evaporated in an instant.

I had hoped, foolishly, that he'd seen something real between us. But instead, he thought I was still playing games with his nephew.

The truth was, I had started to feel something for Rowan. Something complicated. Too soon. Too fast.

But I couldn’t tell him that. What if he
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