Chapter 22

Amelia

Sliding to the floor with the door at my back I feel the tears slide down my cheeks as I hear him walk away with a heavy sigh.

I can’t move from the floor paralysed by the strength of pain I feel inside. The memories it has brought back to me, the wonder of being with him, how completely he fills my heart. How I can never have him again, this is too dangerous a game.

With that thought I pull myself from the floor and dry my tears. I haven’t wasted a thousand years protecting him for it to fail now. Looking at myself in the mirror I barely recognise the reflection, how I wish it was his Lia that stared back at me but it is a hardened defeated version of myself that I see.

Pulling out my make up I put on my armour, the heavy dramatic eyes and blood red lips. Drying my hair I pull it into a chic tight bun and pull on a long figure hugging black designer dress with a pair of killer heels. That’s better, it’s amazing what hair and make up can do for your mindset.

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