Does Amelia Shepherd Die の小説・ストーリー

But the truth was undeniable. It was always about Aira. “I think I need to tell you this,” Amelia said, her voice heavy with hesitation. “What is it?” I asked, my brows furrowing. A deep sense of unease crept into my chest as I studied her expression. Amelia took a deep breath before locking eyes with me. “She…actually overheard our conversation… about killing her after she gave birth.” I stiffened, my entire body freezing at her words. “She was terrified after learning this,” Amelia continued, her voice laced with pain. “So terrified that she probably took her own life.”

This sounded so unbelievable to her that she was still having difficulty in understanding all of this properly, but one thing she was sure of was that he wanted his own death and she was not ready to accept it. She wanted him to live and for that, he needed his life. “So let this body die and then…...” “No, he won't die,” Amelia shouted at him, and then gripped the front of his clothes. “I won't let my Callum die….” she bursted out at him while breaking into a fit of tears, and he just stared at her. “I won't let y…you to die…” her voice shivered as realisation finally washed over her that she was fighting with his soul for his life.

Elsher asked servers questions while acting like a good father but Amelia stood there, not at all moved by what he said. "Why are you keeping silent?! It is you that father is talking to!" Lillian couldn't take it anymore and interfered. "Shut up!" Mr. Elsher yelled out not wanting her to destroy his plan. No one knew how happy he was when he heard that something happened to Amelia and she lost her memory. Although he had wanted her to die, isn't it also good that she just lost her memory? So now he can use her and get exactly what he wants. "You must be tired, " Helene showed her to her room. We will talk after you wake up"

Ophelia beamed at her and replied; “There are no excuses because the task had already been carried out, and I've been able to poison the girl, I just had to tell you personally.” A smile appeared on Amelia's lips, she had never felt this gladness in a long time. She never thought that having someone killed would be so pleasurable, but it was, and she loved it. Khloé was dead and Lydia wouldn't want to be with Carson anymore, their relationship would fall into shackles. “I'm impressed, Bobby said you were so good, and doubt isn't in my mind anymore about that. You've sweetened my night” Amelia smiled at her.

Amelia's small screams were heard by only Andrew as she watched Javier put a bullet through his head just as Sebastian fired at him. Blood pooled on the white carpet as the two men collapsed on the floor. It was over, though a few minutes. Sebastian didn't count it as a successful mission because the one person they had to save, was now dead. “Alejandro.” Amelia whispered and then she passed out. ______________________________ The next few days, Amelia spent it in the hospital grieving and Andrew was right by her side.

Now, I need to be very careful about my next steps, but one thing is sure—Amelia is alive, hiding in Deadfang. But… I can’t help but wonder why? And how? Was the car accident in the capital staged? And is Amelia really pregnant?

She had to keep up the act, at least for now. But as the days passed, Amelia found it harder and harder to hide her true feelings. She could feel herself slipping deeper and deeper into despair, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before she tried to end her life again. And one day, when the guards weren't looking, she finally succeeded. Amelia was found dead in her cell, the makeshift noose still around her neck. She was finally free from the pain and suffering that had consumed her for so long. The guards and the other inmates were shocked by Amelia's death. They had all known that she was struggling, but they had never suspected that she would take her own life.

Amelia buried her head in her legs and cried at what she had just seen. Cornelius showed no hesitation nor remorse when he slit Arthur’s mom's throat. The prophecy had said that she would be the one to end the war but she didn’t think it would mean that she would have to be the one to kill Cornelius. Even though she knew that he deserved it, she didn’t know if she had it in her to take someone’s life even if that person was Cornelius. What was she going to do? **** “Judging by the expression on your face, I’d say you’ve shown Amelia who Cornelius is,” Alphaeus said as soon as Cara appeared into their room.

Hector whispered and I felt my eyes grow to saucers in my sockets. Did she catch the feet fungus that’d been running wild in my room that first night? But the Lycan wouldn't make this big of a deal about that, would he? What the hell was happening? I felt the itch of pre-sweat return in my armpits as I nodded him along wordlessly, my breath catching in my throat when he looked away and I heard the next words. “Amelia’s dead Nola. Has been for a while. It was unnatural, what killed her,” Hector seethed, fisting his hands by his side and turning away when I went to put my hand around his thick bicep reflexively.

“Answer my question, Amelia. Did we get into a fight and break up? What happened to our family? Why did I wake up in a strange place with no memories of my past? Where is Stanley?” Susan’s voice raised gradually as she asked each question. Her voice grew so loud and firm when she got to the last question. “He is dead!” Amelia responded, and her eyes popped wide open. Susan went blank for a few seconds before blinking. She recalled what she remembered and tears heated up her eyes real quick. “My husband died? How did he die?” “Susan, that is enough…” “How did he die?!!” She roared in rage. “He was murdered, okay? Take it easy! This is too much to take in at a time!” Amelia smacked.