Xavier
But what was their relationship? She seemed comfortable with him. Too comfortable. My mind raced as I desperately tried to rationalize what I was seeing. She only had an aunt, as far as I knew. Who was Harry to her? Were they just friends? Just the thought of that possibility felt hollow, inadequate. Looking at them, it seemed deeper than friendship. The possibility that they might be lovers made my stomach churn with a sickening combination of rage and despair.
If Amelia did have feelings for that guy, shouldn't that make things easier for me? It would be the perfect excuse to push her away, to ignore this relentless mate bond that had tethered me to her in ways I didn't ask for. But even as the thought crossed my mind, I knew it was a lie. The very idea of her being with anothe
