Amelia’s POV
The next morning.
I wake up in the king-size bed in a new silk gown and stretch my body. Then I walk in front of the window and pull open the curtain, enjoying the sunshine in the morning.
There’s breakfast warmed on the table. I open the lid, and my nose is graced by the smell of the hearty breakfast. I take the fork and begin to enjoy the best breakfast that I have ever had. If only I own this mansion!
The breakfast is finished. Now it’s time to face the reality.
I slump in the chair and sigh while rubbing my legs, which ache from running long miles.
The memories of yesterday flood back, I was running like mad, chasing Bucks, running frantically for fear of being chased by Nyx…
I shake my head, trying to blot out these memories. It’s a nightmare that I don’t want to r
