LOGINAmelia's POV
Xavier looked at me for a long moment, the faint fire still flickering in his eyes. “I know he’s your friend.”
“But?” I prompted softly.
He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “But I didn’t like seeing you that close to him.”
I froze for a second, lowering my gaze. “Xavier.”
“I know it’s childish,” he said quickly. “But I saw the way he looked at you. There was something in his eyes. And honestly, it made me uncomfortable.”
I blinked, surprised by his honesty. Xavier was usually calm, collected, always in control. But this time, he let his emotions show.
“Samuel does care about me,” I said honestly. “But not the way you think. He’s more like the place I go back to when I lose my way. Just like you only in your own way.”
Xavier’s gaze deepened. “And y
Amelia's POVOur dwelling our dwelling that surprisingly felt intimate enough to call unreal welcomed us with a completely different kind of silence.I slipped off my shoes while he was hanging his jacket. I turned quickly.He kept looking at me.Not looking like a counterfeit spouse.Not the way a man playing a role looks.The look, on a mans face when he hears news he never thought could happen.Following that he proceeded toward me.Not pushing.Not demanding.Just approaching.Until I caught myself raising my chin to keep meeting his eyes.“Amelia," he said softly.His tone was, like that of a person trying to evade flames but unable to withstand their attraction.“Hm?” my voice was barely there.“May I hold you?”A simple question.It felt as if I had abruptly found myself in a place I had never been before and I was uncertain, about how much time had gone by.I could have declined. I could have said I needed time. I could have protected myself as I usually did.However this even
Amelia's POVI confessed it. Not to him. Also, to myself.I wished to attempt. I wished to discover where this might lead. I wished to mend what was once make-believe.Not out of obligation. Not due, to an agreement.. Because“I wish to be wed to you " I murmured, "not due to duty. Not, for motives”I raised my face gradually locking eyes with him.“Since I’m beginning to desire it.”Time came to a halt.Perhaps it was merely my body that halted. For the words I had just uttered emerged gentle, sincere and unchangeable.. When my gaze met Xavier’s something, in his eyes shattered—something he had been clutching firmly: hope.He gulped, as though confirming he wasn’t imagining things.“Amelia,” his voice was rough.
Amelia's POVI became paralyzed. My mouth quivered.“Yes.”The moment that word escaped my lips it seemed as if a barrier, within me broke down. Not broken—unlocked.I breathed out as though my bravery was flowing away, with that sigh.“Perhaps I ought to quit deceiving myself " I repeated. "Regarding what I’ve begun to sense.”Xavier gazed at me intently. So intently it seemed as if he was peering through every layer I possessed.Then he uttered words that caused my heart to pause momentarily.“Amelia, It’s been some time since I saw this marriage as anything but real.”I remained motionless.He scratched the nape of his neck uneasy, in a manner I seldom observed in him. Even his breaths came out heavy—not furious, but since
Amelia’s POVThere was more to his words than met the ear. Not merely honesty . Yearning. For what I had yet to understand.I exhaled deeply angling my head a bit to catch my reflection in the glass. My hair was tousled by the seaside breeze my eyes a bit swollen but less fatigued, than usual. Even my cheeks appeared vibrant.All because of his presence tonight.I slipped off my shoes. Made my way slowly to the kitchen. A glass of water could help soothe the tightness in my chest. Yet when I went to open the cupboard I noticed my hands were shaking.“Oh dear why do I behave this way?" I murmured quietly to myself.At last I drank some water. Yet that failed to soothe my thoughts, which kept rehashing every moment since we departed the beach.The manner in which he gazed at me.
Amelia's POV“I whispered, ‘The ocean appears stunning this evening.’”“Not as lovely as you are when you grin.”I quickly squeezed his arm. "Quit it. No flirting.”“I’m not flirting " he retorted. "That’s an established fact.”I attempted to suppress a grin. Utterly failed. "You’re unbelievable.”“I got you to smile.”Indeed I did. Truly.A while afterward the wind intensified. My hair lashed across my face so I lifted my hand to protect myself.Xavier observed briefly then gently tapped the shoulder of my cardigan. "Are you feeling chilly?”“No." I rapidly shook my head though a slight tremble gave me away. "I’m alright.”“Amelia.
I still climbed down from the hood. "Alright. If it gets weird.”“I’ll go first.”“Amazing," I whispered, trailing behind him.We strolled over to the dock. The timber groaned gently beneath our feet as we moved onto it. The water struck the supports, below us producing a noise that oddly calmed me.“Have a seat " he instructed, motioning toward the corner.I perched, my feet hanging above the water.“This location " he started, "was once where I found my peace.”I faced him. "Do you also have a retreat?”He gave a nod. ". I have never taken anyone here.”My heart skipped slightly. "Am I the first?”“Yes " he replied immediately.I gazed at the water a grin spreading across my face. "T







