Aaron’s words played back in Amelia’s mind in slow motion, like a scene stretched out in a film. “Don’t leave me again...”
His voice had carried a desperate, pleading warmth that struck her harder than she expected.
Amelia was stunned, eyes slowly welling with joy. Tilting her chin up to look at him, she whispered, “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”
She had thought coming back to Aaron was just a calculated step—he was a rung on the ladder to success. But the moment he pleaded with her not to go, her heart swelled so full it was dizzying.
No words could capture the thrill washing over her. He still loves me. And maybe—just maybe—she had more feelings for him than she’d dared to admit.
After all, they’d spent years together in their youth. Saying she felt nothing would be lyi
