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Amelia POV.

A very handsome young man with hazel eyes, curly hair,and smoothie-die hard abs was standing by the door in shock. I quickly rushed to use the duvet to cover my body as I stared at him in dismay.

He also seems shocked and unaware.

I'm sorry."

"Just get out! "I yelled, adjusting back to the bed in embarrassment as our eyes were fixed on each other.

"Get the fuck out of here! "I yelled out loud.

"But"

"No but, just go, you asshole! "I yelled as he turned to walk off. I sigh in relief, embarrassed, and disappointed at myself.

What was I expecting that Ashlyn would possibly wait for me despite making it clear that he did not want his actual mate, nor did he want a lover?

I should blame myself for choosing to loosen up and having him wrap his finger around me. No doubt, I was at fault, and he isn't to blame for my stupidity; I should be blamed.

I quickly struggled to get off the bed with my sore thigh, and I felt some pain in between as I bit my lip.

I took a slow walk into the