Amelia's POV I 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.
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