Amelia’s POVLet’s meet at 5:00p.m at Midvale Restaurant. Is that fine by you?I woke up and saw Eddie’s message immediately when I was awake but I ignored it. I thought about replying immediately, but I hurriedly put my phone down on the bed the very moment I opened the keyboard. I refuse to be that silly Amelia who once always replied immediately and always put him first. Besides, he is nothing to me now, just a troublesome client that I have to deal with. I took a deep breath and continued, as I tried to mentally prepare myself for the day and what was to come. You are strong, you are professional, you are hardworking, you will surely get there and things will be fine. Your mom will be fine, your career will be fine and you will even treat Eddie with nothing but professional respect. And after this, you will be free of him and certainly glad to be. You've got this, Amelia!I got up from my bed and began to carry out my morning routines, journaling and a little bit of yoga, wishin
Amelia’s POVEddie's words rang over and over again in my mind on the way back to the hospital. I stared with unseeing eyes at the passing scenery through the window of the cab, my heart beating painfully in my chest.He had broken up with me so cruelly. Did he think one measly apology in a restaurant would resolve that?I scoffed inwardly and tried to convince myself that what I was feeling at that moment was just anger and distaste at Eddie's actions, and not sorrow and regret for what could have been. The cab driver turned on the radio and music immediately began playing. I immediately recognised the song as 'Lover' by Taylor Swift. Tears began to burn in my eyes as the song brought back memories of when Eddie and I had been in love and feeling on top of the world. I immediately had a flashback.(Flashback)'Babe?'I was staring at the screen of my laptop, frustrated by my brain's stubbornness. I had a paper due soon and no matter what I did or wrote, it did not seem enough to me.
Eddie’s POVHearing the indifference in Amelia's voice when she politely accepted my apology made me deflate inwardly. I braced myself for her next words and I had been right to. Immediately after claiming that she had accepted my apology, she went on to dash my hopes of us ever reconciling. I was so sad when Amelia left me alone at the restaurant after telling me that she didn’t want to have anything to do with me again. I stared after her as she walked away from the table, taking my heart with her and dropping it on the floor outside the restaurant. After watching her leave, I remained at the table, staring aimlessly into space until I reluctantly left the place to go back home. On the drive home, the weight of the unresolved tension between Amelia and me hung heavily in the air. The streetlights blurred into streaks of light as I drove, my mind replaying the conversation over and over again. The ache in my chest intensified with each passing mile.I couldn't shake off the feeling o
Amelia’s POVMy heart thumped loudly over and over again until it was all I could hear as I stared at the bills that had been sent to me on my phone. My ears began to ring and tears of frustration welled up in my eyes as I wondered how I would be able to pay off the bills. My eyes grew bigger and bigger as I counted the number of zeros on the receipts. Breathing heavily, I exited the email app and went straight to the calculator app on my phone to calculate the total."Oh my goodness," The soft words escaped my lips as I finished calculating the total. The tears I had been struggling to hold back eventually flowed over and I rapidly wiped them off. Blaire approached me at that moment and her small smile changed to a look of concern as she saw my face.“What’s wrong, Amelia? When did you get back? Are you okay?” She asked.I stared blankly at her, unable to help the tears that flowed freshly at the concerned tone of her voice.“What should I do, Blair?” I sobbed out, hopelessness wash
Amelia’s POVAfter making the payment for my mom’s therapy session, I stared at my phone and I was lost in thought on how to get the remaining money for my mom’s bill. Just then my phone beeped and it was a credit alert from my dad. I was so happy when I saw the money, although it wasn’t that much, it would cover some expenses. I breathed a sigh of relief as I stared at the screen, the numbers on the notification representing more than just a financial transaction—they were a lifeline in a time when I was beginning to lose all hope. With the weight of worry lifted, if only momentarily, I felt a glimmer of hope flicker amidst the uncertainty that had clouded our lives.Quickly, I went to the banking app on my phone, scanning through the details of the deposit. While the amount wasn't substantial, it was a testament to my dad's unwavering support, a reminder that we weren't alone in our struggle. With gratitude flooding my heart, I whispered a silent thank you to him, knowing that his g
Eddie’s POVThe sun was beginning to dip below the horizon as I stood outside Amelia's door, a nervous knot tightening in my stomach. Tonight was our first official date, and despite my best efforts to appear calm and collected, my heart hammered against my chest with a ferocity that threatened to betray my composure.C'mon, Eddie. Toughen up and put a smile on your face. You are grinding your teeth so hard that she will think you don't want to be here, I chasten myself.When Amelia opened the door, her smile washed away the lingering traces of apprehension, leaving only a sense of eager anticipation in its wake. "Hey, Eddie," she greeted, her voice soft and warm like the gentle breeze that rustled through the trees."Hey, Amelia," I replied, my voice betraying the nervous excitement that pulsed beneath the surface. "You look amazing." I was grinning so wide that I probably looked like the joker at that moment.A blush crept across her cheeks, the rosy hue adding to her already radian
Eddie’s POVI yelled at Jenna to confirm if she truly knew about Amelia. At the cold, cruel smirk that painted her lips, I knew that yelling at her had been the wrong thing to do. Jenna was not only cold but also cruel and ruthless. I had most likely fallen into her trap. She had mentioned Amelia to know what my reaction would be and had probably deduced what she meant to me from the way that I had reacted. I glared at her, hating the way she had played me and wondering how I could take her attention off Amelia. After all that had happened and all that I had done to her, the last thing Amelia needed again was for my crazy ex-wife to begin stalking Amelia and causing her trouble.I knew the kind of woman she was and I knew very well from first-hand experience that she could go ahead to trouble Amelia, yelling at her, calling her sorts of names and threatening to destroy her if she failed to leave me alone.Jenna was a rude brat and would do anything to get whatever she wanted. Attackin
Eddie’s POV I stared at Chloe's red, pouting face trying to keep my calm and not frighten Chloe by suddenly yelling out or exploding in anger.I was so mad at Jenna when I heard what Chloe said. I could hardly believe that she would go as far as telling our daughter about Amelia just so she could chase her away from me. Chloe let out a small sniffle as tears rolled down her plump, rosy cheeks and my fists clenched tightly in anger. Jenna, that woman! She gets on my nerves and brings out the worst in me.I bounced Chloe on my knee as I tried to pacify her but she would not stop crying. She squirmed in my hold and I hurriedly put her down to avoid her getting hurt by falling. After I did so, she looked up at me with wet, teary eyes that tugged at my heart and made me curse Jenna viciously in my mind once again. I bent to her level and then asked her what I should do so that she would stop crying.“I don’t want a stepmom. Stepmoms are always wicked and Cinderella's stepmom was very bad