Amelia Vuelve A Mi Novels & Stories

Was what filled my head The priest turned to me. "Amelie of Summersile park, do you take this man to be your mate and husband?" Dave bore a contemptuous look on his face when I turned. He was pissed with the whole thing but had no choice. Silence ensured as we exchanged stares. I shot Dave another look and his eyes became teary. Don't worry Dave. I came back to love you. But first, I must do this. "Amelie of the Summersile park, do you take this man—"

When the call came, when Camille’s illusions shattered, when Violet’s place in my life vanished like smoke, I’d be free to turn my focus back where it belonged. Amelia. Always Amelia. My Amelia. And Kelvin would learn soon enough that no matter how tightly he tried to hold her, no matter how many promises he whispered, she had been mine once and that fact alone meant she always would be.

"Gave them quite the show." Amelia snickers, hand staring the large pot of soup and she whispers back, "The guards have begun to call her the Pack Slut." I go still. "What did you say?" I whisper faintly, looking at Amelie. Amelie and Rose look at me, and just when Amelie is about to repeat that dreaded sentence that'll have me hurl this jug at her head, half a dozen guards burst into the kitchen, Luna Renae and Lady Helen in tow.

“Actually… I… I travelled to see my parents for a while. Why? Why were you looking for me?” “There's bad news, Emma. I'm sure you'll feel terrible when you hear this.” Chloe shook her head. Emma snapped. “Bad news? What is this about?” “It's Amelia. I just got news that she's back again.” In a luxurious spa, Emma was getting a massage. On hearing about Amelia's return, she jerked up in shock, and asked nervously. “What? When did she return? How did you know this?” “Why do you sound so nervous, Emma? Are you still afraid of her?” Chloe inquired.

Amelia looked up from the couch as she smiled at me. Her smile was enough to make me feel good again. Just one look at her and somehow my life started becoming better all over again. “There you are my love. You are back so soon.” “I was rushing to come home to you. Don't you like it?” “I love it so much. Like will always be an understatement when it comes to you.” Amelia was seated on the couch wearing one of my hoodies while watching television. “You are so evil, Jayden” “Oh my Gosh, Amelia. Can you even tell me what is wrong with you? You're praising me this moment and the next moment you're cursing me out.”

It was still a matter of what people want and mean to do rather than what was right and quite honestly I didn't think that I was in the mood for that nonsense. Amelia walked in, looking as knackered as usual, surprising me. I thought that I was going to put a lot of pressure on myself to be able to get her back but now that she has returned, it has made it easier for me. I was not thinking about anything besides the fact that she looked pretty much hurt by my presence and I wanted to change that. The last thing that I was thinking about was how much I was willing to sacrifice to be able to get major things done.

She watched as she slowly climbed down from the chair onto the bed, sitting beside her. Amelia couldn't help but smile, her eyes slowly glistening in tears. It was the second time she was talking, since years. She talked because of her, she was healing slowly because of her. She could do the same to Sebastian, make him heal from all his past horrible experiences. She could help him smile again. "I missed you too." Amelia finally replied, taking her hands to her hair, tucking her hair behind her ear. "I thought you weren't gonna come back." She twisted her fingers together, staring down at it shyly.

“You recognize me. And I recognize you.” Her jaw tightened, lips pressing into a thin line. “You shouldn’t exist,” she spat finally, words jagged and sharp. “You… I saw you… you’re not supposed to be here. Not like this.” I raised an eyebrow. “Not supposed to be here? Amelia, I died once. And now… I’m back. In this body, in this life. And I’m stronger. Faster. Smarter. And I remember everything.”

she replied, her voice tinged with a mix of understanding and longing. Amelia's gaze softened as she reached out to gently squeeze Camila's hand. "But today, destiny has brought us back together," she said, her words filled with warmth and reassurance. "And I knew it was you right away, Camila, with that ever-beautiful smile of yours." A genuine smile graced Amelia's face as she recalled the fond memories they had shared as children.

“I would have had no idea.” Damn, I think, taking it for the cut it was. She’s not going to make it easy. “Victor says you’re planning to go back in the spring.” Amelia nods, moving with her cup of tea back to her seat at the island. “Yes, for the fashion. This year I’ll be taking Victor with me.” She leaves my mug on the counter.