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"Eat something. Rest for one hour. Then we will go to the library together.” “I told you I don’t need to rest. I am not a child!” “If you keep arguing with me, we can do this the hard way. I’ll tie you to the bed and you don’t do anything for the rest of the day.” “You wouldn’t dare!” “Try me. I’m sure Julian would be okay with it.” Amelia’s brow furrowed and then her face relaxed. "An hour," she relented. "An hour,” I confirmed. Amelia let me settle her back against the pillows. I requested one of the omegas to bring fresh bread and soup to her room. Amelia ate slowly even though from her grimaces, I could tell she didn’t want to sleep.

They threw the box outside the back garden for disposal. Amelia arranged her teddy bears, putting them in place on her bed,her bookshelf and beside her video game. Beside her bookshelf we're different types of Rachel Platen's albums. By the time they were done cleaning her room,it looked like a palace. It was almost noon by the time Amelia and her mom were through. Amelia was getting ready to have a long fierce bath when the door bell rang outside. She was a little ashamed to open the door but she went anyway.

Fuck she’s gonna hide this from them? “Mel” - Raphael says walking into the room. Amelia lifts her green eyes meeting Raphael’s while he walks to her with his arms open. Amelia hugs her dad and she looks at me again taking a deep breath. “Can we please go? I need a shower” - she says with a small giggle. “Amelia” - I say and she looks at me “I’m fine” - she replies - “we’re fine” - she adds and I take a deep breath.

If she could have died from a glance, she would be a pile of ashes. Amelia walked cautiously into her father’s study. No one was in the study. She breathed out a quick sigh of relief as she walked toward the shelf and pulled a few books down. She recited her story over in her mind as she thumbed through the pages, searching for the map that would show her the roads to Daikon.

"This is about you, and nothing should be allowed to alter your joy" "Here, I got this for you" She had pulledout the item in her hands, holding it out for me. "It's not much, but— "You didn't have to, Arabella" I drawled, having a peek into the sac. There was a bag of lingerie in there, a number of thongs sprawled about, alongside some lubricants which had me bursting into a fit of laughter. "To light up your time in bed" She added, joining in my laughter.

Amelia had a look of complete ignorance: "What planning book? I haven't seen anything." Judy reminded her: "Miss, it was the one I gave you at three o'clock for your review." "No." Amelia replied with a cold face, "I didn't receive any planning book today. Okay, it's time for me to get off work." Amelia put down the documents, picked up her bag, and prepared to leave. For Amelia, this day was too boring. "Miss..." Judy called out in alarm. Amelia walked away directly. Judy also realized that Amelia was deliberately doing this, and the reason was obvious—it was because of the necklace she was wearing.

Ben leans over me, concern etched on his features. "H-how is she this powerful?" I wheeze out. "She's using the collapsed leyline residual magic and the power of the book," he answers. I lay looking up at the storm clouds. How am I going to get the book away from her? It's impossible. Any of us gets close and she counters. "Facere patitur eas solvendas," Amelia's voice echoes through the night. Pain blasts through me and I hear the others scream before my own drowns theirs out.

Once inside, Amelia helped them get ready for bed, ensuring everything was done properly. Soon, they were both tucked in. Amelia sat between their beds, holding a storybook in her hands. “Ready?” she asked. “Yes!” they both replied at the same time. She began reading. Her voice was calm and steady, carrying a gentle rhythm that slowly filled the room. The story unfolded softly, each word pulling the children deeper into a state of comfort and ease. As she read, she occasionally glanced at them. Leo’s eyes were already growing heavy. Layla, however, was still watching her.

As the daughter of the Farley family, I have every right to be here. But Vivian seemed visibly irritated by my words. “You really are... oh, astonishingly shameless. No wonder Damian doesn’t like you.” Emily suddenly emerged from behind Vivian. “Amelia, you’re nothing but a con artist from an orphanage! Not only did you trick my brother, but now you’re trying to fool this gentleman too!” Her gaze was fixed on Axel, as though she was ready to have his baby any moment now. Axel leaned down and asked me, “Who is she? Why does she keep clinging to you?”

Starlette had picked up a book to read, but she slept almost immediately, leaving me and Amelia to keep each other company—in silence. “Amelia.” I called when a thought popped in my head. “Yes?” She answered, lifting her head to look at me from the back seat. ““Lila. She seemed so powerful—maybe even more powerful than you. She could read people’s past and future and even sensed your presence, despite your cloak.“