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2025-10-14 09:47:00Amelia’s POV
I walked slowly, and the air around campus suddenly felt different. Usually, crowds like this made me want to hide they made me feel small and suffocated. But this time, something had changed. Every step felt heavy, yet steady. Maybe it was because I could still hear the echo of my own voice when I stood up to Raisa earlier.
I didn’t know where that courage came from. Maybe from the way Xavier’s gaze always steadied me. Or maybe because I was simply tired of always being the quiet one the one who surrendered. Whatever the reason, I had said what I needed to say, and those words now pulsed through my veins.
I turned slightly to look behind me. Xavier was still sitting in his car, his eyes never leaving me. That faint smile of his said it all: I wasn’t alone.
But then my eyes caught another figure. Raisa.
She stood in the distance, staring at me coldly. That look pierced through me, making my heartbeat
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Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 69
Amelia's POVI couldn’t sleep that night.No matter how many times I turned on the bed, the silence of the room pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating. The rain outside had turned into a soft drizzle, its rhythm constant, like a heartbeat that wasn’t mine. I stared at the ceiling, my fingers clutching the edge of the blanket, and every thought led back to him the sound of his footsteps fading down the hall, the way his voice had gone cold when he said, yes, as if every word cost him something.The truth sat at the edge of my throat, burning. I wanted to get up, walk to his study, and finally say everything about what happened at the café, about why I couldn’t pick up his calls that afternoon, about the name that still haunted me even though I swore I had moved on. But fear always had a louder voice.I was terrified. Terrified that once I said it, I’d lose him.Xavier
Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 68
Xavier's POVAmelia fell silent for a long moment, then placed her cup on the table. “And what if I don’t want to leave?”I looked at her and smiled faintly. “Then I’ll stay.”Silence again—but this time it wasn’t frightening. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and for the first time since all of this began, I felt something almost like peace.Night slowly descended. The light from the study still glowed softly, as if bearing witness to our journey—two wounded souls trying to find a way to heal together.When she finally whispered, her voice was barely audible.“Thank you for not giving up on me.”I replied without turning to her, “I’m also learning not to give up on myself.”She didn’t respond right away. She only took a deep breath and closed her eyes. I could feel the weight slowly leaving her should
Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 67
Xavier's POVHours passed without words. Only the sound of typing filled the room, sometimes broken by her heavy sighs as if every sentence she wrote peeled open another piece of her wound.I didn’t interrupt. I just sat in the living room, reading the same newspaper over and over without actually reading it. My mind kept wandering back to her to the woman who was now trying to rewrite her life behind that door.When the door finally opened, Amelia stood at the threshold. Her hair was a little messy, her face tired, but her eyes… they were different. There was a light in them that hadn’t been there before.“I’m done for today,” she said quietly.I glanced at the laptop still glowing on the desk, then back at her. “Did you write a lot?”“Enough,” she replied with a faint smile. “Enough to help me breathe a little easier.”I stood and walked toward her. &ldqu
Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 66
Xavier's POV Maybe love isn’t always about possession. Sometimes, love is simply about walking beside someone as they find themselves.And I knew that’s what I wanted to do. To walk with Amelia not to fix her, not to hold her back, but to stand beside her until she was ready to reveal the whole truth.Somehow, I believed… when that day came, we wouldn’t fall apart. We’d just change. Together.I stepped back inside, hearing the sound of typing again faster now, more certain.I stopped at the doorway of the study, listening to it for a while. Something was different this time. No more hesitation, no more half-finished sentences. Every keystroke sounded steady, like a heartbeat finally finding its rhythm.Leaning against the doorframe, I watched her from a distance. Amelia was completely absorbed, her face serious but calm. Sometimes she paused, looking at the screen before continuing again. Her hair fell over part of her face, but beneath that shadow, I could see something maybe streng
Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 65
Xavier's POVI fell silent. That word home echoed in my head longer than it should have. I didn’t reply, just stood there watching her back, fragile yet strong at the same time.When she turned around, our eyes met again. We didn’t need to say anything. In that gaze was an unspoken promise that whatever lay ahead secrets, pain, or storms we’d face it together.Amelia took a deep breath, then said softly, “I want to write again.”I smiled. “Good. Start today.”“Can I use your study room?”“Of course.”She walked toward the study, and I stood in the living room, watching her steady steps. There was something in the way she opened the door — like someone finally brave enough to step back into her own life.I let her be for a while. Soon, the faint sound of typing came from behind the door — soft, steady, like the rhythm of a person who’d fina
Unexpectedly Married to a Billionaire 64
Xavier's POVMorning came with gentle light slipping through the curtains. The scent of wet earth lingered from last night’s rain, adding a calm rarely felt in this house. I opened my eyes slowly, feeling the warmth of sunlight on my face—and another kind of warmth beside me. Amelia was still asleep, wrapped in the blanket, her face peaceful.The birds in the trees chirped softly, as if they too were celebrating the stillness of that morning. Amelia was still sitting on the park bench, her fingers playing with the handle of her cup, now gone cold. I watched her from the side, noticing how the sunlight filtered through her messy hair, casting a soft golden hue across the strands.I had never seen her this calm before. Usually, there was something in her eyes—wariness, fear, or the weight of something she was trying to hide. But this morning was different. There was a quiet peace between us, fragile but rea
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