Ch. 116..120: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion Chapter 116-120

Chapter 116: Let’s Go Shopping

In the end, we ended up at the most upscaled mall in the city. Hayden held my hand as we walked along the strip in the mall lined with the most expensive branded boutiques. I glanced up at his face as he stared into the shop windows with interest. Considering what had happened, I was very surprised that Hayden could act like nothing really happened.

Sure, he was super aggressive and agitated the night that we came back. However, there wasn’t any trace of that today. While Hayden checked out the shop displays with interest, I couldn’t help staring at him with interest. Whatever that seemed to trouble Hayden yesterday must have been resolved some way or somehow. Either that or he had made up his mind about something.

I guess I’ve made up my mind to. By striking the deal with Hayden I had decided that I will not be returning to Ethan. I wasn’t sure if I’ve completely come to terms with what that actually meant.

"Seriously, you’re just using this as an excuse to skip work, aren’t you?" I asked as I looked at him suspiciously.

"What makes you think that?" Hayden asked, acting all innocent and good.

"You’re not even going to deny it…" I murmured.

"Anything caught you eye?" Hayden asked a while after we’ve been walking around.

I snapped out of my thoughts and started blinking rapidly. Right, I hadn’t been paying attention to anything in the shop displays.

"Umm…no…" I replied.

"Are you even paying attention?" he asked.

"I was spacing out a little…I guess…" I replied admittingly.

"If you don’t choose something for yourself, then I will," Hayden stated firmly.

"I’ll leave it to you then…" I replied without a care.

"Really?" Hayden asked and I felt his eyes on me.

I nodded in response. He was the one who seemed dissatisfied if I were to turn up to see Amelia in shirt and jeans so he might as well pick whatever he thought was appropriate.

"People tend to pick out the dress first before the jewelry, but I sort of like to do it the other way around," Hayden said before grinning mischievously at me.

"Aha…" I mumbled.

"Come in here for a second," Hayden said as he tugged on my hand.

We entered a very famous fine jewelry store. The store manager came to personally greet Hayden immediately and I figured that he must be a regular here. The middle-aged woman greeted us with a polite and very pleasant smile.

"It is a pleasure to welcome you. Thank you for trusting us to provide you with the best fine jewelry," the woman said proudly.

"Thank you," Hayden replied curtly.

"Please follow me. I have arranged some items for you based on your special request," the woman said as she led us to a private room located at the back of the showroom.

"You ordered something?" I whispered to Hayden while we followed behind the store manager.

"Of course, I did," Hayden replied before flashing me a confident smile.

When we got in the room, the store manager quickly closed the door behind us, and I could hear the sound of the lock locking automatically. The room was quite large and luxuriously decorated in dark blue color. The woman stood behind a counter where many jewelries were on displayed.

"As requested, I’ve prepared many jewelry sets featuring various sapphires and diamonds. This one is Ceylon blue sapphires with diamonds. This is Ruby with diamonds and this one is emeralds with diamonds. If you would like a mix of color in the same set then, I would like to recommend this one," the store manager explained expertly.

"Come," Hayden pulled on my hand before dragging me to the counter where I could get a closer view of the jewelry.

The woman quickly brought out the jewelry from the showcase and placed it on top of the counter where I could see them up close.

"Can you give us some time alone?" Hayden requested.

"Oh, sure. Please call on me if you need anything. Sorry but for security reasons, you’re not allowed view these pieces outside of this room," the woman explained.

"No problem," Hayden replied.

The woman bowed and quickly left the room, leaving Hayden and I alone with all the glamorous jewelry.

"I don’t think…" I started protesting.

I’m just meeting Amelia and not going to the Oscars. I didn’t think that I needed these large set of chunky gems and diamonds. Everything was very pretty and sparkling. Necklaces with matching earrings and a ring made up a very captivating set.

"Which one do you like? Maybe you should try them all on," Hayden said as he picked up a ring featuring an oversized emerald with a diamond halo.

"I don’t think you need to buy these…" I said, sounding very stubborn about it.

"Choose," Hayden replied, sounding impatient.

"It must be expensive. There’s no need for this…" I said once again.

"Don’t worry, I’ll be adding everything to your tab of debt," Hayden said.

"What?!" I exclaimed in shock.

"I’m joking…" Hayden said before pointing to the jewelry.

"Regardless, this is definitely over the top," I mumbled.

"You say this because you’ve never been to Amelia’s house," Hayden said with a small laugh.

"We’re going to her house?" I asked. That’s a little unexpected.

"That’s where she prefers to receive guests these days," he replied casually.

"I see…" I replied softly.

While we were talking, Hayden’s hands had been busy placing the various necklaces around my neck and inspecting how it looked on me through the mirror. I was too absorbed in our conversation to pay any attention on the jewelry though.

"What about this set? The emeralds suit you well. They make your eyes sparkle…" Hayden said once he’s made his decision.

"If you say so…" I replied. Honestly, I couldn’t care less…

…

Morning arrived much slower than I had hoped for. After purchasing jewelry, dresses, and shoes yesterday, it was finally the day where Hayden would take me to see Amelia. I could still recall the feeling that I felt when I first saw her photo. Her beauty was breathtaking for sure but what really caught my attention was the happiness that I could feel from her joyous smile.

I wonder what she is like…Amelia…

 

Chapter 117: A Princess’s Castle

Although that’s what I thought, the truth was I was very anxious and a little scared of meeting her. It wasn’t like I was scared of her as a person. She seemed like a kind and cheerful person. What I was truly scared of was how Hayden was going to introduce us. I mean, she’s his girlfriend, right?

And…I don’t even know what I am to him…

Only eight days left.

I sighed loudly before I got up and showered. The plan was for Hayden to take me to Amelia’s house sometime before noon. That meant that we still had plenty of time. I showered and got dressed and applied some basic make up. Maybe, I’ll go with a slightly darker shade for my lipstick today.

After a whole lot of insistence from my side, Hayden was forced to give up on his idea of having a professional makeup artist and a hairstylist come in to help me dress up. I still didn’t understand what the whole big fuss was about. Sure, I didn’t want to look like a damsel in distress in front of Amelia but that didn’t mean that I thought that it was necessary for me to outshine her.

Not that that would be possible anyways…

"Ready?" Hayden asked when I stepped out of my bedroom.

I was dressed in the dress, the shoes, and the jewelries that he had chosen. He’s got to be satisfied, right?

"Yes…" I replied.

Hayden’s eyes were immediately on my face before he started scanning my whole body from my face down to my toes and then up away.

"Hmm…passable, I guess…" he muttered.

Passable? I wanted to roll my eyes at him.

To my surprise, Hayden was dressed quite politely as well. He wore a white suit with matching pants and a pale pink shirt. I guess he has to suit up and look good in front of his girlfriend. No, I’m not feeling depressed. Not at all.

The ride to Amelia’s house was much longer than I had anticipated. Apparently, she did not live in the city but on the outskirts of town. Hayden didn’t say much during the ride as if he was thinking of something on his own. I was in a similar situation. While staring at the scenery that was passing by through the car’s window, I thought about how Hayden was feeling or what he was thinking.

Isn’t it crazy? Taking me to see his girlfriend. He might not think much of me but we’re in such a messy contract. To put it bluntly, I was the girl he was cheating on his girlfriend with. My hands clenched into tight fists without me realizing it.

"We’re here," Hayden announced before he got out of the car.

"This is a house…?" I said in bewilderment.

Shocked at the vast size of the building in front of me. I immediately understood why this property had to be on the outskirts of the city. It was simply too big to be in the city. The building was surrounding by a mini forest and a vast garden filled with rose bushes. The building looked like a mansion built for nobility. Nothing more and nothing less.

Hayden led the way to the front entrance of the mansion, and I quickly followed him. The large double door of the mansion opened, and we were immediately greeted by two men dressed in butler uniform. For a moment, I felt like I was trapped in a period drama of some sort. Just like the exterior, the interior of the mansion did not disappoint.

"Welcome Master Hayden. Madame Sophia will be here to welcome you soon," one of the butlers said before he bowed to show his respect.

Hayden only nodded in acknowledgement before we were led to the living room where we sat down on the sofa to wait for Madame Sophia. I had no idea who she is, and Hayden did not bother to explain.

"Sorry for the wait, Master Hayden," a woman said.

She must be Madame Sophia. The woman seemed to be in her fifties. Her hospitable smile made her look years younger though.

"Madame Sophia. Sorry for the trouble," Hayden said with a formal smile.

"Oh, you brought along a guest," Madame Sophia said before smiling my way.

"Hello…" I said softly.

"This is Malissa," Hayden introduced me without providing any other information.

If Madame Sophia was curious about who I was, she didn’t ask. She just smiled and told us to follow her. I knew without being told that she was taking us to meet with Amelia.

Finally, the moment that I had been both looking forward to and dreading had arrived.

"I’ll leave you two now. Master Hayden, thank you for coming to visit Miss Amelia. I’m sure that she will be very happy to see you as always," Madame Sophia said before taking her leave.

Amelia must be behind these large doors. No matter what I tried, I couldn’t stop my legs from shaking. Why the hell am I so nervous about this?! I found it so frustrating, and I was starting to feel angry at myself.

"Shall we?" Hayden said invitingly.

His hands were already on the door’s handle and without waiting for my reply, Hayden pushed the door wide open and entered the room. I gulped before walking forward, following him into the room.

The first thing that struck me was the coldness of the room. The room was large and decorated in light pastel tones of white and pink. A real princess’s bedroom.

"Malissa, this is Amelia…" Hayden said in introduction.

I wasn’t sure what I had imagined Amelia to be like exactly, but one thing was for sure. The Amelia that I saw right in front of me…wasn’t it…

"Amelia, we’re here to visit you…" Hayden said in a tender voice like I have never heard before.

This has to be some kind of sick joke. It must be. Why did he bother to dress me up as if I would be greeting royalty like this? Everything that he said didn’t make any sense at all.

I couldn’t understand anything that I was seeing yet at the same time some things started to make sense. Why did the boss enter me into a contract to live with his son for the sake of an heir if his son already had a girlfriend? Everything that the boss said was starting to make sense.

 

Chapter 118: Amelia

My hands covered my mouth as I tried to breathe calmly to contain my shock at the sight before me.

’Amelia won’t marry Hayden…she can’t...’

That was what Hayden’s father said, wasn’t it? For the first time, his words and many things started to make sense. He was right, there’s no way that the woman in front of me can possibly marry anyone, Hayden included.

Amelia laid in her bed with her eyes closed while many machines were hooked up to her body to sustain her life. The angel that I had dreamt about was unconscious and in a vegetative state.

I have never felt so pitiful and disgraceful before in my entire life. All this time, I had been jealous of a woman who was in a vegetative state. I stood at the side of Amelia’s bed as I looked down at her frail sleeping body. Of course, being an artist, I didn’t have any medical knowledge.

However, anyone could tell from the state that she was in and the various machines in her room that was hooked to her body that she was in a state of what we would call a ’sleeping beauty’.

How long has she been this way? What happened?

"Amelia…this is Malissa," Hayden introduced us before he took one of Amelia’s hands into his own.

Everything about the scene just tore at my heart. Without knowing it, I had started crying openly. This is just too sad…

"Hayden…what happened? What happened to Amelia?" I asked, my voice shaking. My whole body felt very cold, and I couldn’t stop my hands from trembling.

"It’s a little hard to explain. Let’s take a seat first, shall we?" Hayden suggested as he tried to keep his tone light.

I nodded before we seated ourselves on the sofa that was in the room. Thankfully, I had taken a seat. Honestly, I wasn’t sure how long I could have continued to stay standing. My legs felt weak from the shock. Now that the room was silent, I could hear the constant beeping of the various life-sustaining machines that were hooked up to her body.

Although this room was luxurious and beautiful, it was nothing more than a fancy hospital room. I gulped as I was reminded of my grandmother’s room at the hospital. I wonder what happened and how long she’s been in this condition. Hayden didn’t seem very bothered by it. That was probably because he had come to terms with it, I guessed.

"Hayden…" I called out his name in a whisper. My voice sounded dry.

"It’s ok. Amelia’s been…sleeping…like that for a few years now…" Hayden replied before smiling a little at me. I could tell that he wanted to comfort me so that I would recover from my shock.

"Sorry…I honestly never expected this," I admitted honestly as I wiped my tears away from my eyes.

"It wasn’t like I was trying to keep it a secret, but it isn’t really something for me to show off either," Hayden said flatly.

"I understand…" I mumbled softly.

If I were Amelia, I wouldn’t want anyone advertising about my condition either. I wasn’t sure if I should ask this but…

"Will she…wake up?" I asked directly.

"Medically speaking, the chances are very slim. Even if she does wake up, there’s no guarantee that she would be…normal," Hayden replied emotionlessly.

Oh right, he’s a doctor…

"You know…I change my mind. You don’t have to tell me anything about her…" I said, suddenly feeling scared to hear anything about the angel that was sleeping peacefully on the bed close to us.

"What if I told you that what happened to you is somehow related to her?" Hayden asked before he smiled knowingly at me.

Then…of course, I would want to know…

"You’re not really giving me a choice, are you?" I muttered in frustration.

"You’re a very curious girl, after all," Hayden said with a small laugh.

"So? What happened to her?" I asked, bluntly.

"She was in a car crash. The car fell down from a bridge and into the river. Although she was saved in time to save her life, she had drowned, and the lack of oxygen supply damaged her brain. The result is as you can see. After her bodily wounds have healed, she just never regained consciousness since that day," Hayden explained.

Unfortunate accidents do happen…

I bit my lower lip as my eyes glanced over at Amelia. Will she ever wake up? I hope she does…

"That’s so sad. I’m sorry…" I quickly apologized before brining my fingers up to wipe away my tears from my eyes.

Hayden should be feeling much more crushed than I am. I have no right to cry here in front of him like this. Taking in deep breaths, I tried to hold in my tears.

"That’s ok. I cried a lot too when it happened," Hayden admitted straightforwardly.

I didn’t know what to say to that, so I just nodded and averted my eyes. It was hard for me to imagine someone like Hayden crying. I couldn’t help but wonder what all of this had to do with me though.

"What happened to Amelia was all because of me. Amelia’s from a very well-off family as you can probably already tell…" Hayden said softly.

"What do you mean?" I replied softly before keeping silent for Hayden to go on with his story.

"She’s the sole heir of a family that lives off old money and old connections. However, currently, their family business has been in decline and following her father’s death, things got a little rough for the family," Hayden began explaining.

"They still seem very well-off as far as I can see…" I mumbled.

I mean, please don’t tell me that her family’s got it rough financially when they’re still living in a grand mansion like this. Compared to this place, my grandmother and I lived together in a hole in a wall.

"When I first met Amelia, I had no idea who she was. She also had no idea who I was…" Hayden said with a faraway look in his eyes as if he was recalling some distant memories.

 

Chapter 119: Angel and Doctor

**A few years ago**

"You’re engaged?" a doctor said in surprise.

"Why are you so shocked, Sara?" Amelia asked with a laugh.

"You’ve never even mentioned your boyfriend before…" Sara replied with a confused face.

"Yes. Well…we’ve been engaged since we were born to be accurate. It’s just recently that we’re become really engaged," Amelia said, sounding amused.

"Is it because of your father?" Sara asked, worriedly.

"I guess. Since dad passed away things have been…messy. Mother wants me to marry as soon as possible…" Amelia said, sounding carefree.

"Is that why you’re getting me to do all these tests on you? They’re worried you won’t be able to produce an heir or something?" Sara asked, quickly catching on.

"Haha…precisely. Fertility tests by one of the most popular gynecologists should put everyone at ease, right?" Amelia replied.

"I’ve been your friend for a long time, I know you’re just faking your excitement here, Amelia…" Sara said before sighing.

"Oh…how did you figure that out? Well, I always knew that my family would marry me off to someone of their choice. Nothing much I can do about that so I might as well enjoy my freedom while it lasts…" Amelia replied.

"You’re one chatty patient…" Sara commented.

"It’s weird to be having this conversation when you’re looking in between my legs, huh?" Amelia asked with a small giggle.

"We need to wrap this up soon. There’s an exhibition at the hospital today and I have to attend," Sara said, sounding very bored.

"Any hot doctors around that I can hit on?" Amelia asked excitedly.

Sara rolled her eyes. She couldn’t tell whether Amelia was serious or if she was just joking.

"…Amelia…you’re about to get married…" Sara reminded her sternly.

"Precisely! My days of freedom are numbered, you know?" Amelia exclaimed.

Amelia smiled radiantly at her friend as her friend shook her head in disapproval. Although these two women had complete opposite personalities, they had remained close friends over the years.

"So…can I come along?" Amelia asked excitedly.

"It’s a public exhibition so I can’t stop you from coming…" Sara mumbled.

"Music to my ears," Amelia said.

…

After wrapping up Amelia’s case, the two women headed to the exhibition hall in the hospital. Amelia walked excitedly at Sara’s side.

"Can you act normal please? You’re attracting a lot of attention…" Sara whispered to her friend.

"I thought you would be used to it by now," Amelia said without a care.

"Well…you haven’t been around for a while…" Sara replied as she tried to keep her eyes looking straight ahead.

"That’s because you’re always so busy with work. Doctor life is so busy…" Amelia said with a pout.

"Anyways…can’t you do something about yourself. Everyone is staring at you…" Sara hissed to her friend.

"What am I supposed to do? Everyone always stare at me because I’m super pretty, you know? What about I wear a paper bag over my head the next time I’m here?" Amelia suggested teasingly.

Sara just sighed as she turned to her friend and rolled her eyes. Amelia always attracted everyone’s attention wherever she went. She was right, everything about her was very attractive to look at. The way she dressed and the vibe she gave off didn’t help mask her presence at all.

"Just ignore them. You’ll get used to it. Even I’ve gotten used to it," Amelia said with a carefree attitude.

"I’m not like you…" Sara mumbled, sounding tired as she reached her hand up to adjust the glasses on her face.

Finally, the two arrived at the exhibition hall. There were more people there than usual and Sara began wondering why. She was task as one of the doctors working at the hospital to be at the exhibition to answer questions and help out in general. It was the end of her shift and she wanted to go home but she had to do what management had ordered her to. Working in a private hospital was tough work.

"You want to look around? I can help explain…" Sara suggested to her friend.

"Never mind that. Back to my question from before. Do you have any hot colleagues?" Amelia asked as her eyes scanned the crowd expertly.

"Amelia…" Sara whispered following by another loud sigh.

"Do you…or do you not?" Amelia demanded to know.

"Sara!"

A man’s voice range out loud and clear. Sara heard her name being called and so did Amelia. Both women turned towards the source of the sound. Amelia’s eyes widened at the sight of a very tall blond man in a doctor’s uniform walking towards them through the crowd.

"Hot man alert…" Amelia whispered in awe.

"You can’t be serious…" Sara hissed in reply. Her eyes on her colleague as he walked closer and closer to them.

"His existence has made my fertility tests worthwhile…" Amelia whispered before she smiled in satisfaction.

"No…wait…" Sara mumbled.

"You better introduce us. Smile now…" Amelia hissed as she reached a hand behind her to squeeze Sara’s wrist.

The tall and very attractive man had arrived in front of the two women and Sara was having a hard time forming her words.

"Sara, I’ve been looking for you. Some managers from the other branch are here and we need your help over there…" the man began talking.

"Umm…this is my friend, Amelia," Sara said when she finally got a hold of herself.

"Hi. I’m Amelia, Sara’s best friend. It’s a pleasure to meet you…and thank you for supporting Sara. Umm…and you are?" Amelia said before flashing him her most charming smile.

"Nice to meet you. I’m Hayden," the man replied politely.

"Sara, it’s time for you to head over there to help out now. You wouldn’t want the managers to wait for too long, right?" Amelia said kindly as she turned to her friend.

"Oh yeah…that…right. I’ll be going…bye…" Sara said hastily as she excused herself.

"She’s so cute, isn’t she?" Amelia said as the two of them watch Sara weave her way through the crowd.

"She’s a wonderful person but I’m sure that you already know that. It was nice meeting you. Have a good day," Hayden said as he began excusing himself.

"Would you be free for dinner?" Amelia asked in a sweet voice.

"Sorry but I’m busy today," Hayden replied, trying to sound polite and formal.

 

Chapter 120: Web of Relationships

"What about tomorrow? Or the day after? Or sometime next week?" Amelia asked without backing down.

"You’re quite funny…" Hayden commented.

"Then let me amuse you over dinner," Amelia suggested with a seductive smile.

"Sorry but…I’m not looking for a relationship…" Hayden declined immediately.

"No one’s ever turned me down before…not that I’ve had to ask many guys out before either…" Amelia said, clearly interested.

"It’s not always safe to assume that every man will be interested in you," Hayden said flatly.

"Well, I’m not looking for a relationship either. I’m just looking for a dinner partner," Amelia replied with a small laugh.

"I’ll go if you’re looking for a friend," Hayden said with a grin.

"We can start there…" Amelia said before she smiled brightly at him.

…

I listened to Hayden recount the first time that he met Amelia and how they ended up having their first dinner date together shortly afterwards. So that was how they both met and started dating each other. Recalling that he did mention that he knew a good gynecologist, I guess he was referring to this Sara person.

I had to admit that when he mentioned that he knew a good gynecologist that he could recommend, I had other thoughts in mind for how he would know one…

Despite my efforts to keep my tears in check, I had started crying once again. As I turned to the side to hide my crying face, my eyes landed on a photograph that I had seen once before. It was the same photo that I had seen in Hayden’s bedroom, although this one was in a different picture frame. Amelia next to Hayden, both of them smiling as if they envisioned a bright future together.

"Oh that…you saw it before, didn’t you?" Hayden spoke up once again after his eyes undoubtedly followed my line of sight.

"Huh?" I said as Hayden’s words popped my bubble of personal thought.

I realized that he was now staring at me and probably saw my eyes on the photograph. There’s no point denying it now.

"In my bedroom. You saw this same photo before, didn’t you?" He asked.

"Yes…I did," I replied honestly.

If I remembered correctly, I saw this photo and I started crying. Then when I left Hayden’s bedroom I ran into Auntie. Bad timing really does exist.

"I did ask you about it, but you never replied to my question," Hayden said as if he just thought of something.

"Ask me what?" I asked, not quite understanding what he was referring to.

"I asked you why you were crying that day…" Hayden reminded me.

"Umm…I…" I mumbled as I hesitated about what to say.

"It doesn’t matter anymore because I think I’ve figured it out," Hayden said before smiling at me.

"Figured what out?" I asked suspiciously.

"I think I’ve figured out why you were crying," Hayden stated before he got up from his seat.

I watched as Hayden walked over to the shelf where the photo was displayed and picked it up in his hand. Wordlessly, Hayden returned to his seat with the photo in his hand. I continued to watch him in confusion as he sat down next to me on the sofa.

"You were crying because you saw this photo, right?" Hayden asked as he shifted his gaze from the photograph in his hand over to me.

Our eyes met and although I was ashamed to admit it, I just nodded my head a little. It was true that I was very disturbed when I saw the photo of them together just sitting in his room right after we just had sex. It made me feel so ashamed and disappointed in myself. Looking back, I was probably very jealous of her and that only made me feel like I was being used as her replacement.

Perhaps, that really was what happened…

"I knew it. So, I moved the photo somewhere else so you wouldn’t have to see it again," Hayden said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

I cocked my head to the side and wondered if he was feeling bashful. Could it be? It did surprise me a little that he had moved the photo because he cared about my feelings.

"Malissa…look here for a second," Hayden said.

I lifted my face to look at him. To my surprise, Hayden had lifted the photo frame and placed it next to his face. I made a confused face because I had no idea what he was trying to get at.

"This is my brother. We look quite alike, don’t you think?" Hayden asked with a teasing smile.

"Huh? What?!" I exclaimed, loudly in shock.

My eyes shifted from Hayden’s face to the face of the man in the photo and then back again. No matter how many times, I did that, I saw the same man.

"I would have told you if you had just asked but you just went and made your own assumptions, didn’t you?" Hayden teased as he shrugged his shoulders as if to show that it wasn’t his fault.

"I’m not following…" I murmured as I furrowed my brows together.

"This guy here in the photo is my elder brother, Harvey. It’s not me," Hayden announced.

"Are you serious? You two look…" I said in disbelief.

"The same. Well, in real life you could probably tell us apart if we stood side by side. But yeah…we do look quite alike. We both take after our mother…fortunately…" Hayden said with a small laugh.

"I…see…" I said slowly as my mind tried to process this new piece of information.

"I’ve never had my hair that long though. It’s annoying to have hair that long and it disturbs me with my work too…" Hayden said as he pointed to Harley’s longer hair style in the photo.

Wait, if it isn’t Hayden in the photo but his brother then that means…

"Does that mean…" I began asking.

"Correct. Amelia isn’t my girlfriend. She was never my girlfriend. She’s my brother’s girlfriend…well, later they became engaged, so I guess it’s more accurate to say that she’s his fiancée," Hayden explained as his blue eyes watched my face closely.

"Really?!" I said in shock.

Is he serious?

But Harvey had passed away…and Amelia is…

For the first time, I was beginning to see what was really going on in this web of very complicated relationships.