Chapter Eight

Amelia picked up her phone for the first time since she arrived at Xavier’s mansion and dialled a number all too familiar to forget.

The phone only rang once before it was answered.

Amelia was unable to form words, so she held the phone to her ears, silent.

“Amelia, is that you?”

The very familiar voice of her best friend Mel questioned. After some seconds of silent Amelia finally said.

“Yes, Mel, it’s me”

“Oh, I was so worried, I didn’t know what was happening to you”

Or what was happening to the money

“How is Xavier?” Mel asked

“He is really an excellent husband” Amelia lied

“Really?”

“Yes, it all started out rough but it would be okay”

“Are you okay Amelia?”

“I feel like a princess” Amelia said holding back the sob threatening to escape her lips “How is Jacob?” Amelia asked already knowing that this was what Mel wanted to talk about most and also trying to divert the topic from her new life with Xavier.

“Well, nothing has been done yet”

Since you haven’t sent the money

“Where you