#Chapter124
AMELIA POV
His grip around my waist tightens as he leads me through the already open door of his house. We stumbled in, not able to take our hands off each other as we stepped out of the darkness and into the lit up house.
His house was just as grand as I remembered although I didn't have much time to look around as my back was pressed into the soft leather couch of his living room.
His gaze bore into mine as he hovered over me. In the few moments we were pulled apart, I had the time to truly appreciate his unfairly handsome features.
But this time it's not only his undeniable beauty that I see but everything he endured.
Every struggle, heartbreak and pain he went through is so vulnerably evident on his face and my heart sinks as I finally comprehend it all.
I hold his face in both of my hands, placing small soft kisses across his face, starting at his forehead, across his temples and tracing his jaw.
