Amelia POV
“The thought of loving again terrifies me. Can I survive another shattered heart?”
The question hung in the air like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over my already fragile emotions.
Stella reached across the table, placing her hand over mine. She offered a reassuring smile. Which did little to douse the flames of mistrust burning within.
“Amelia, you should move on. Maxwell already did,” she said in a soft tone.
A bitter smile crept onto my face. Maxwell, huh? I doubt things are going smoothly for him and his so-called wife.
A concerned look spread across Stella’s face. “Are you okay?” she asked, interrupting my train of thought.
I rapidly composed myself, wiping the smile off my face and tucking a loose strand behind my ear. “Yeah, I am fine.”
I took in a deep b
