Does Amelia Relapse Novels & Stories

Amelia felt lost , but on a second thought , she knew that if it was true then this might be her breakthrough . Without hesitation , she plucked her hair and dropped it in front of the man and without saying a word to him , she walked back with the prison guards leading her back to the prison cell. *** It’s been a month since Amelia had that meeting with a man who claimed to know her as someone's daughter . Even though she still wallowed in her pains , she prayed within herself that the man could return with good news . Her hopes were high over the past two weeks , but when he didn’t return , she decided to let it go , she knew it could be Williams who had sent him to make her hope and then

But I’m a bit relieved. No more Calum. No more Jackson. No more boys. Imitating me, Amelia lies on her back and digs into her popcorn. The screen of the laptop between us has gone black. She belches. “I think you did the right thing,” she finally says. “He’ll get over it.” “I hope so.” “Yeah. What about him?”

she hissed, this time amelia stood up from the chair she was sitting down on and fired back at her "i have never meddled in your personal matters with jack, neither have i ever insulted him in your presence or behind your back even when jack has been my friend and haf tried to rape me" jack quickly turned to me and i gave him an assuring look and he relaxed immediately as we turned our attention back to amelia who continued after a brief pause "i will not take this from you, you have stayed with me and im grateful i think you can go now" she said slowly but angry "girl im only standing up for you, your mate is changing negatively and itll affect you if you shut up" she shouted frustrated

“C’mon, Amelia. Don’t hate your life because you lost one job. There are other jobs out there, baby girl. Don’t get so worked up about this one. Moreover, shouldn’t you be happy you finally got away?” “Hun?” Amelia raised her head from the couch and looked at Elena. “Shouldn’t you be excited? You have gotten away from Mr. Charles, don’t you know? There is nothing bringing you and James closer anymore. You don’t have to be his wife anymore.” Amelia heaved a sigh and sat up. ‘I never even thought of that.’ She thought. “Trust me, Amelia. This is the best thing that has ever happened to you. You are free from that Psychopath, and you are crying? C’mon, Amelia! You should be glad!”

Amelia gave a weak smile as she made up her mind on what step to take next. “ I want my child back, Layla. I will return whatever you gave me down to the last penny. I want my daughter back.” Things never went smoothly as Amelia got kicked out of the house and the next week she came back, the Bruce's had already relocated. She didn't have their new address and she spent years trying to track them. *********** Back in Lina's house. She waited for Alex to come back and the moment he did, she sprang on her feet and ran to the door.

We didn't stand a chance. The fury bubbled inside Caroline, her mind racing. The fact that Amelia was alive was a burner, but knowing she was alive and living under the protection of such a powerful and influential Alpha, like Kaelan, made her blood boil. Caroline had thought she'd crushed Amelia's spirit once and for all. Here she was, rising like a phoenix, now at the hands of an Alpha so much more potent than Jackson. She clenched her fists as her mind went to work quickly on how she could recover from this. So Amelia thought she could escape and live happily ever after. Well, she was terribly wrong.

"Dad, the issue with Hailey's children and Ryan’s bastard children are tearing my mates apart, and I have no idea how to help them, but I stumbled across a file then called Turtela – she explained some very uncomfortable things to me..." I interrupt her, "Things like what, firecracker? Tell me so I know how to help the pack." "I am telling you precisely for the sake of that, Dad. Amelia is hiding; she's broken." I scoff, "She deserves a break; her mate did betray her, she went into depression, she was in a coma, and she almost died."

I asked her, feeling concerned because I didn't want anything happening to her when she went to her mother's. Amelia nodded her head, "yes, I'll be fine. I guess it's time..." she cleared her throat, "I guess it's time that I finally try to mend our relationship. She's not a bad person, she just made a lot of bad decisions," Amelia tucked her yellow hair behind her ears. She was so young, looking at her now I realise that she’s a child- literally. Amelia is only 16 years old and it breaks my heart to know that she had witnessed what had happened last night.

“But mentally… emotionally… I had become very sick, Amelia.” The room falls silent except for both our uneven breathing. Mother wipes her face before continuing quietly. “When we moved to another town, after about three years, I finally started therapy. I refused rehab because I was scared, but thankfully I wasn’t completely addicted yet, so withdrawing became easier.” I stare at her, finally seeing the exhaustion behind her eyes. “Stonner tried to lace my drinks again when he realized I was recovering,” she says bitterly. “But this time I noticed. I stopped taking anything from him.”

"Delgado's gone quiet since the tabloid attempt failed to land the way he hoped. That could mean he's regrouping for something else, or it could mean he's realized escalating further only strengthens the case against him. Either way, the investigation continues regardless of his choices." "Do you think it's safe to go back to the penthouse?" Amelia asked, hope evident in her voice despite months of careful caution. "I miss our real home, Webb. I miss Rosa, and the literacy program in person instead of over video calls, and just... feeling like we have an actual life again."