CHAPTER 14
AMELIA
My heart began to race at the touch of his finger. It felt like whatever our soul was made of, his and mine were the same. I could see the genuineness in his eyes as his hands trailed up my body.
"I don't know Alaric," I whispered. I couldn't say more as my voice was shaky.
"Come on, Amelia, do you despise me this much?"
Alaric's plea echoed in my mind, tugging at my heartstrings. "Amelia, I know I hurt you, but if you just give me one last chance, I will explain everything," he pleaded earnestly. I knew that he was being sincere, and I could hear it in his voice.
The anger that once consumed me had subsided, yet a flicker of curiosity ignited within me. A part of me yearned to hear his side of the story. I wanted to know why he left with no words, why he just could
