07. Giver Of Curse

“I pronounce you both a wedded husband and wife,”

A lone tear slipped down from Amelia's eyes, as she continuously recalled those words of the priests while sitting on the bed of his room.

They had taken their wedding vows, they performed all the rituals of their wedding in front of everyone and now they both had become a husband and a wife.

She had become the wife of that man, who was never going to love her.

“Wear this, Amelia,” Sharon's voice took her out of her thoughts.

Amelia looked at Sharon, who was sitting beside her on the bed. Amelia saw her holding a bracelet in her hand which had a pale white stone attached to it.

Holding Amelia's hand, Sharon wrapped that bracelet around her wrist and clasped it.

“It's not an ordinary bracelet, Amelia,” Sharon said to her. Confused, Amelia stared at that bracelet on her wrist, which looked like a normal bracelet to her.

“This bracelet belongs to that person, who had given that curse of infertility to Callum,” those words of Sharon's stunned Amelia. She looked at that bracelet again but now with her widened eyes.

This bracelet belonged to that person who had given him that curse? So why Sharon was giving it to her and how did she have it?

“Why are you giving this to me?” Amelia asked her, bewildered.

“Because this bracelet has been holding that curse which Callum had received and now only you can break this curse,”

Amelia still couldn't understand anything Sharon was saying to her.

“The moment you will conceive with Callum's child, this stone will automatically break and fall from this bracelet,” Sharon spoke out, freezing Amelia's heart completely because now she understood what Sharon meant.

Horror washed over Amelia, which didn't go unnoticed by Sharon, so she placed her palm over Amelia's head and softly caressed it.

“Only you can give birth to his child, Amelia. It's fate and it has always been destiny,” Sharon uttered, and Amelia could sense that her words were holding something much deeper than her awareness.

Why could only she give birth to his child? What could have happened if they both wouldn't have gotten married and he would have killed her? Wouldn't that have broken the curse?

What was the real truth here?

“Never remove this bracelet. No matter what,” Sharon's tone turned sharp and hard, making Amelia aware of how much she meant what she had just told to her.

“Never ever lose it. It will shield you from every worse,” Sharon said.

Amelia trailed her eyes down and looked at that bracelet again. How was this thing going to protect her from bad?

How could his curse act as her blessing?

“How did you have it?” Amelia finally asked that question to Sharon and she immediately saw a look of pain flashing on Sharon's face, like she had asked her regards something extremely forbidden.

“This bracelet belongs to that woman, who has given Callum his life,” and at those words of Sharon's, Amelia froze. She turned completely appalled.

The woman, who had given him his life which meant……

“His m….mother?” Amelia stuttered to even speak out about that thing. Sharon's lips remained glued but her silence gave Amelia her answer.

His own mother had cursed him. But why? How could a mother curse her own child, especially with something like this?

“But why? Why his own mother…..”a knock on the door stopped Amelia from further speaking.

She looked towards the door and saw an attendee standing there.

“Lady Sharon, his majesty is calling you,” the attendee informed Sharon, making her sigh heavily. Sharon nodded at that attendee and then looked back at Amelia.

Holding Amelia's hand, she softly tapped on that bracelet’s stone.

“Never remove this,” she softly whispered those words to Amelia, and then stood up on her feet.

Amelia held back her hand to stop her which made Sharon breath out heavily, especially seeing that terror in her eyes regarding how much her own husband was going to hurt her now because it was their first wedding night and she was going to be completely alone with him.

Placing her palm over Amelia's head, Sharon softly patted it and then kissed the crown of her head in a motherly manner.

“Your pain will hurt him the most, Amelia,” Sharon murmured those words in her ear, shocking and confusing Amelia even more.

How? How was her pain going to hurt him?

Pulling back, Sharon looked into Amelia's eyes and gave her an assuring nod, and before Amelia could ask her anything further, Sharon took her hand from her hold and walked out of the room with that attendee, leaving Amelia completely alone in his room with that only question in her mind.

What did he really need from her? Her life, her body or something much more than that?

After a little while, Amelia was still sitting on his bed, completely curled up. Her palms were tightly hugging her knees. Her eyes were fixed at that closed door because she knew he could be here at any moment and might be to do the worse with her.

She clenched her gown in horror just with the thought of the worst possible things he was capable of doing to her tonight. He hated her, he had always wanted to kill her, so he wouldn't think twice before ruining her in the most brutal and painful way.

Tears shimmered in her eyes. How she hoped for him to never come even closer to her shadow but this hope of hers broke the second she saw the door of his room opening.

Amelia hugged her knees more tightly as her glossy eyes saw the door opening but what it revealed numbed her soul.

His piercing brown eyes met with hers but he was not alone there. His arm was wrapped around a woman's waist but not any other woman, it was that same exact woman with whom she had caught Jared cheating on her with.

Amelia's blood ran cold. What was she doing here, especially with him and in his embrace on their very first wedding night?