Chapter 8

Amelia's POV

The sun cast a warm golden glow over the sprawling estate as I stood by the window, taking in the beauty of the morning. It was a tranquil moment, a brief respite from the whirlwind of our lives. Little did I know that this serenity would soon be shattered by the arrival of a mysterious woman from Ethan's past.

As I turned away from the window, I caught a glimpse of Ethan descending the grand staircase, his confident stride faltering ever so slightly. There was a look of confusion and uncertainty in his eyes—a sight I hadn't seen in years. My heart skipped a beat, sensing that something was amiss.

"Amelia," he called softly, his voice tinged with a mixture of disbelief and apprehension. "There's someone here I need you to meet."

I met his gaze, searching for answers within his troubled eyes. Without uttering a word, I nodded, silently acknowledging that I was ready to face whatever lay ahead. We walked hand in hand, our steps heavy with anticipation, toward the grand foye