Amelia Vuelve A Mi Novels & Stories

“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.

Because no matter how hard I tried, I kept seeing and replaying it. I kept replaying it over and over again. I remembered the way she hadn’t resisted and how she had leaned in. It didn’t make sense, and it shouldn’t have made any sense. And yet, it did. More than I wanted to admit. My phone buzzed in my hand, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glanced down at the screen. Amelia. Of course. I stared at her name for a second before answering. “Amelia.” “I’m not feeling well,” she said, her voice steady, controlled. “I think I need to go home.”

I said, enjoying her enthusiasm and becoming more certain that a change of environment was exactly what she needed. The day just kept getting better and better when Amelia, who had been absent from the house for a few days, returned. She was Valeria's friend and confidante and I was sure she would have a calming influence on her. Amelia walked into house while rummaging in her handbag for something. She stopped to greet me and then the strangest thing happened.

Her blood boiled with rage as she remembered all their lies and cruelty. Amelia clenched her phone so tightly it nearly bent. “If this is a second chance from Moon Goddess Selene, I swear I won’t waste it. I’ll get revenge for everything they did to me.” She stared into the mirror, watching her eyes slowly shift into a bright green. “Amelia? Sweetheart, I can’t find your medicine—” Antonio stopped when he saw her calmly standing beside the bed. “Are you feeling better?” he asked. Amelia nodded and forced a smile, hiding every emotion boiling inside her. Who would even believe her if she said she came back from the future to take revenge?

“But in the end, she’ll come back to me.” Meanwhile, Amelia sat in Sarah’s apartment, staring at her phone. Her fingers hovered over Adrian’s contact. One call. One text. And she would be his again. She squeezed her eyes shut, dropping the phone onto the couch as she curled into herself. She had walked away. So why did it feel like she had left a piece of herself behind?

Amelia, with a loud gasp, came out of the water and swim out of the water and crashed on the sand, breathing heavily. It was torture, but for the first time in her life, she liked it. She was suffering and it was painful but it was worth the pain. In the ocean, she was recalling all of her past mistakes and how she cruelly being dragged to do the dirty work. After a lot of thinking, she has now made her decision. To leave Christian and the rest of them. The ring of her phone interrupted her thoughts when she saw the name of the caller. It was him...Christian.

My finger touched her head as she giggled. Amelia suddenly turned serious, “Speaking of liquor, have you thought about getting back with Elena?” She asked. “I don’t want to interfere, and don’t ask me how, but I know about her dad and her brother.” “Have you seen her?” Amelia squinted her eyes. “Yes,” she admitted. “She didn’t want me to feel like she abandoned me.” “Understandable.” I nodded. “But I can’t go back to her. What do you think Mario will do to her?" I asked, my heart heavy.

She got back home to meet Alicia pacing in the room. "Amelia. I was worried you weren't back yet." She said as she opened the door for her. "I'm sorry I got you worried," Amelia replied, as she sat down. Alicia walked back to her after closing the door and sat beside her. "So tell me. How did you know Aiden Flea?" She asked with excitement written all over her face while Amelia just stared at her, surprised. "Aiden Flea?" She asked.