Chapter 22

Amelia's POV

I stood at the balcony of our luxurious penthouse, the city lights shimmering below like a blanket of stars. The evening breeze caressed my skin, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm the whirlwind of emotions within me. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration—a private, intimate moment between Ethan and me. But little did I know that our love would be thrust into the harsh spotlight of the world.

As I turned to reenter the room, I caught a glimpse of Ethan, his eyes filled with warmth and desire. He reached out his hand, a silent invitation to join him. With a small smile, I crossed the threshold, entering a space that felt like our own secret sanctuary.

The soft glow of candlelight danced on the walls, casting a warm, romantic ambiance. The strains of a melodic tune filled the room, a song that held countless memories for us. I approached Ethan, his arms outstretched, ready to embrace me.

But in that fleeting moment, a blinding flash illuminated the room. Startled,