Amelia
I felt like I was straining against invisible chains. I clasped my hands tightly before me, my knuckles were white with the effort it took not to cry out, to not claim what was mine by the laws of the Moon Goddess herself.
I swallowed hard, The air was thick, filled with tension, my breathing uneven as I struggled to suppress the wildfire burning beneath my skin. And yet, despite the torture of watching them together, the way he gave her every smile felt like acid in my veins. I remained there, silent, unmoving and dutiful.
The evening continued with course after course of his favorite foods. The way he talked to her. The way he connected with her so easily, the knife in my heart twisted deeper with unbearable pain.
"Pathetic, isn't it?"
The whispered voice at my side made me
