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Andrew was shocked as he held his face rubbing on the burning sensation on his cheeks.Liam tried his best to hold in his laughter but failed as he burst out into laughter making Amelia look at him with a piercing look.“I’m sorry”Liam gulped seeing Amelia gaze on him,she glared at Liam before looking at Andrew who had a shocked expression on his face.“Why…did…you slap…”Before Andrew could finish his question Amelia raised her hand up signalling for him to be quiet.“How dare you call me your girlfriend!”Amelia Yelled, giving Andrew a piercing look.“But babe I’m your boyfriend…”Amelia raises her hand to stop Andrew from talking further.Liam just stood there silently watching Amelia every move with amazement and confusion.“Don’t you remember what happened that night,or you have totally forgotten”Amelia scoffs, folding her hands.Andrew glanced at Liam who shook his head saying he has no idea on what Amelia was talking about.“What…night?”Andrew stutters, hoping it isn’t what he wa

Amelia was walking alone in the hallway, lost in thought with nowhere to go. She felt stranded, as if she was in the middle of nowhere.Liam arrived at the hospital, pondering what he would say to convince Amelia to follow him home and live with him."She'll probably refuse, considering she has no idea who I am," Liam said, disappointment evident in his tone.A sudden sharp pain in his heart made him groan. He placed his hand on his left chest, waiting for the piercing feeling to subside."Don't give up on me now. I still have to make Amelia remember me," Liam muttered to himself, finding the courage to push through the pain.A few seconds later, the pain eased, and he proceeded to Amelia's room. He lightly knocked on the door, patiently waiting for a response. To his surprise, there was no answer."Could she be sleeping?" Liam wondered aloud, gently pushing the door, realizing it was open."Amelia," Liam softly called out as he approached her bed.Upon reaching the bed, he discovered

Amelia’s POV After a long journey along a mysterious road that felt oddly familiar, I found myself pondering its origins. Despite the eerie atmosphere, I couldn't bring myself to admit any fear. Who knows where this person, whom Andrew referred to as Elliot, is taking me?"Uhm... hi," I finally spoke, breaking the disquieting silence that filled the car. His eyes remained fixed on the road, intensifying my nervousness about what might be going through his mind."Yes," he replied without diverting his attention or sparing me a single glance.I sighed, uncertain about what I wanted to say. Numerous questions swirled in my head, yet I struggled to find the right words to express myself."Where are we going?" I finally settled on a question to break the silence."To a place called home," his response caused my heart to skip a beat.What does he mean by home? I'm clearly an orphan with no family to call my own on this Earth, except for Andrew, who I just left unconscious on the floor. Oh

I was overwhelmed by the idea of having a job, as if the news was too much for me to process. It was difficult for me to imagine myself as anything more than a useless individual, incapable of accomplishing anything. So how could I possibly have a job?Lost in my thoughts, I gazed at Liam, my mind filled with questions, but I didn't know where to begin. Sensing my unease, he inquired, "Yes?""What do you mean by 'get ready for work'?" I mustered the courage to ask, hoping he was simply teasing me."You work for me, Amelia. You are my secretary," Liam declared, leaving me dumbfounded, my mouth hanging open."I'm your secretary?" I repeated, unsure if I had heard him correctly."Yes, Teddy. Now, go get ready," he replied, flashing me a warm smile before briskly exiting the room, leaving me standing there, utterly clueless about everything.A deep sense of unease washed over me, as if he had mistaken me for someone else, perhaps his secretary and girlfriend, for some inexplicable reason.

As we approached the group of people eagerly calling my name, a sense of unease washed over me, causing my stomach to tighten. The crowd seemed to blur together, and I strained to find a familiar face or any hint of recognition. My heart pounded in my chest, and a wave of anxiety threatened to engulf me entirely."Hey, Amelia! Join us for lunch!" one of them exclaimed, motioning towards an empty seat with an inviting smile.I mustered a feeble smile in return, attempting to conceal my confusion as I joined the group. Deep down, however, a gnawing feeling persisted, whispering that something was amiss. The conversations swirled around me, melding into a chaotic symphony of voices, making it increasingly difficult to focus. I yearned to regain my bearings, to make sense of this bewildering situation.Laila, perceptive as ever, took notice of my discomfort and slid down beside me, nudging me gently. "Are you okay, Amelia? You seem a little off today," she whispered, her voice filled with