Childhood sweetheart turning to enemies and then to lovers.
Ethan and Amelia got separated 8 years back , and now that they've met again, the bond is not the same as it used to be .
Only thing that's between them is fury , fire and aggression. The t...
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Amelia's pov
The peacocks stoned on the ceiling were really captivating, such a great time pass it was to count them again and again, 17, 17 tiny peacocks are there engraved beautifully. Such a sweet slow living life.
BUT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
I've been staring at the ceiling for 1 whole hour, because my stupid alone self is not allowed to go anywhere outside this suite. THAT HURTS, when you're staying at such an amazing place but with such a horrible company, it hurts. While I was in the washroom, basically trying to escape those cliche 8th grader cards, I heard a knock on the door, "you're not going anywhere until I am back, don't even think of going anywhere alone." That's what he said. Don't even think of going anywhere alone.
Well if you are thinking I am scared of my sweet date and obeying his orders, YOU'RE EXTREMELY WRONG. He has locked me inside. Such an amazing gesture ain't it?
Who the hell locks the door, I mean yes I probably wouldn't have listened to his so called 'warning' but still, he'll lock me? Seriously?.
After I got out of the washroom I searched for him everywhere but he was long gone, and when I decided to open the door to peek through the corridor, it was locked. He really knows how to get on my nerves.
I looked to my left, my hand holding the little card, which had one of those spicy dares. I fanned over myself with it pitying my own situation.
My phone beeped, a message from Lily appeared on my lockscreen, "What if he doesn't like my ball gown?"
This was probably her 68th message to me, she was texting me every now and then, as if she was doing some multitasking at once, well a short summary of those 68 messages will be how Eric drove her crazy throughout their way to the hotel, which means she basically couldn't shake off the fact how nice he looked and how big of crush she probably was having, then how he broke her little heart by introducing her as 'his friend's cousin" rather than introducing her as his date. One minute ago she was cursing him for that and now she is tensed if he'll like her dress.
A blind woman in love.
"I guess he'll not be interested in wearing a gown, so it doesn't matter if he likes it or not." I pressed send after typing it with both my hands in the air.
There's a side eye sticker popping up from her side.
"If he doesn't like the gown I'll start bad mouthing about his outfit" *an angry emoji* She is gonna change her mind in a minute, but still that's my girl.
We kept talking about other miscellaneous things, and then I excused myself from the chat, because I was going insane. If I talked to her for any more minutes, I am gonna type a hate essay on my sweet date.
I turned to my right facing the door directly, how I wish I had some super powers to unlock this freakin door. I moved my hand up in the air pointing towards the door as if it would magically open.
