#Chapter122
AMELIA POV
You are the most alive when you are in love.
At least that's what people say.
For me it was the driving force that almost killed me.
After everything I had put him through and everything he had put me through, wondering about him was a laughable activity I often spent time doing.
Walking out the cafe with him, I allowed myself to indulge in a brief fantasy - that I was with Xavier, in whatever context, and we usually got coffee together after work.
I sighed to myself after he walked away. His assistant's distasteful tone towards me was expected. In fact, it was a wake up call to what everything I had done to Xavier and to point out that everyone else was noticing too.
I used to believe that it was only between us - he'd hurt me and I'd hurt him but eventually everything would fall in place. Whatever 'in place' would mean. Whether it meant we would have our endings together or apart.
