Chapter Eighteen

Amelia arrived back at Xavier’s apartment, a driver had driven her here and she was quite disappointed that Shawn wasn’t the one who drove her back, she was sure that she would have talked his ears off about all her adventures of the day.

She was squealing in joy, the bald headed man who was actually Pabulo by name had called her and informed her that she would resume work there immediately, she couldn’t contain her joy, by tomorrow she would be a fashion designer in the great Neon Fashion Trends Company, nothing could kill her joy.

Then her phone rang.

As she saw the caller her heart sped up, not in the romantic way, the smile on her face was completely whipped off. It was Mel.

Amelia answered the call, then she heard Mel’s sob over the line.

There was no greetings exchanged, there was no need for that.

“It’s got worst with Jacob” Mel said, “He’s getting paralyzed Amelia” she cried out.

Dread filled Amelia, she couldn’t console Mel because she was the solution to their problem