Chapter 6
Alex P.O.V. Amelia is beautiful, more beautiful than I remembered. I couldn’t believe it when I saw her standing there when I walked into the mayor’s home. She was dressed in that lovely dark purple wrap dress that hugged her figure and showed off all her curves. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and pull her into my body and never let her go, but she doesn’t belong to me. She belongs to someone else. Yep, it appears she has moved on. The tall man, Jason, who stands protectively next to her and watches her every move. I would too if she was mine. I can’t blame the man. He looks formally military, it’s in the way he moves and the way he speaks. This man has seen combat. Oh well, you snooze you lose, or that is what my father used to say. We are now seated at the dinner table and Peter i
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