Chapter 10: A Substitute Bride!
(Amelia's POV)
I stepped deliberately on the shopping bags, crushing the expensive fabrics beneath my feet. The satisfying crunch of designer packaging brought a smile to my face.
"These clothes aren't anything special," I said with a dismissive wave. "I wouldn't bother wearing them anyway."
Celine's eyes widened in shock. She clearly hadn't expected me to treat her "precious" offerings with such disregard.
"To me, clothes are just decorations," I continued, enjoying her reaction. "I wear them when needed, otherwise I prefer something comfortable."
I turned to head downstairs, but Celine's voice, barely above a whisper, stopped me in my tracks.
"Amelia, do you really think my parents would have brought you back if it weren't for me?"
I paused
