Dylan’s POV.
I should have been more careful.
I should have destroyed that stupid page the moment I wrote it. It was just a dumb dare, a meaningless joke, but now… now it had ruined everything.
I had only stepped out to grab snacks for our movie night, but when I got back, I knew something was wrong.
The house was eerily silent. No music, no distant hum of the TV. Just silence.
Then I went upstairs to check on her after keeping the things I bought.
I checked her room but I didn’t see her in there.
Then I thought of fetching my phone from my room so I could use it to reach out to her in order to know where she was because I had forgotten to take my phone along with me when leaving the house to get some snacks and then I saw her…
Amelia.
She stood in the middle of my room, her back to me, clutching my opened diary. Her shoulders trembled, and I knew it before she even turned around. I knew.
She had read it.
Shit!
“Amelia…” My voice was barely above a whisper. My throat felt tight as I took a hesitant step forward.
She turned, and the moment I saw her face, my chest caved in. Tears. Her eyes, always so full of life, were now red and brimming with hurtful tears.
She laughed but I knew it wasn’t pure. It was a sadistic laughter and I felt my stomach twist.
She was deeply hurt and no matter how I tried to plead with her, she didn’t give me that chance. That’s when I knew I really broke her. I really did break the trust she had for me.
I didn’t know how to tell her. She’s always been around, and I feel responsible for her but not that I didn’t love Amelia, I genuinely did love her!
But the truth is, I had liked Valerie during my younger years in highschool before Amelia came in. I always had a crush on Valerie because she was my first love and I felt attracted to her for some dumb reasons I didn’t find valid anymore.
I was young and didn’t know what true love was like or what love meant and felt. As I grew and had more experience, I understood that someone like Valerie didn’t deserve to be loved. She was too cruel and a bully. I don’t love her anymore because I found someone better than the crazy slimy bitch Valerie was.
I don’t know how Amelia did it but I fell for her and I fell hard without caring if she was a plus size or not. I fell in love with her heart. Her pure hearted soul and strong willed personality was what had pulled me in.
Infact and to be more sincere, her plus size was never an insecurity to my eyes. It was a beauty that every other girl should be jealous of.
Amelia was a rare beauty because I have never ever in my entire existence found anyone who was a plus size and still has such high standards when it comes to physical beauty and then when it comes to her inner beauty she was even more stunning.
I wished she and everyone else could see what I saw in her but i guess they can’t since they’ve been blinded by the societal beauty standard.
Sadly, it’s too late for me to change things but I hoped Amelia would find a place in her heart to give me just one minute to explain myself to her.
I planned to use this vacation as a way to confess to Amelia about how I felt towards her but the confession felt like a confession from hell itself now that I broke and hurt her terribly.
I knew Amelia had feelings for me for a long time and I wanted to surprise her with the confession of feeling the same for her but everything was ruined. The vacation, the love confession, and every dang thing got ruined just because of a stupid dare that happened months ago!
She turned and walked out without listening to my pleas.
And just like that, my whole world crumbled.
It wasn’t up to thirty minutes when a call came in and I dashed to the table where I left my phone, hoping it would be Amelia calling but no, it wasn’t her. It was her dad!
“Shit!” I cursed, running my hand through my hair, frustrated. They had trusted me with their daughter but what did I do in return? I broke her and our relationship before it could even advance to something more.
Amelia’s POV.
I was tired. Exhausted. I was tired of fighting. Tired of hoping. Tired of existing in a world where I was never enough.
After what happened with Dylan, I couldn’t stay at Thane Estate any longer. I packed my bags and left, cutting the vacation short. I didn’t even tell him goodbye. Not that it mattered. I was just another burden he was finally free from.
The moment I got home, my body gave in. Fever. Weakness. Nausea. And it bothered my parents so much, especially my mother. They asked me tons of questions but I could only give answer to none as I kept lying that I was fine but it was clear that I wasn’t.
My heart was shattered, and my body seemed to follow suit. I barely ate, barely spoke. The clinic became my second home because I got admitted in the hospital after falling extremely ill and running a high fever, but no matter how much medicine they gave me, the real sickness that was buried deep in my soul never left me.
Days blurred into nights. I stopped looking in the mirror. I stopped caring.
And yet, no matter how little I ate, no matter how many meals I skipped, the weight never left me.
Why won’t it leave me? I was on the verge of giving up. Then she came.
The first time, I thought I was hallucinating.
I had fallen into a restless sleep, but instead of the usual darkness, I found myself standing in a place that wasn’t real.
The air was thick, heavy, wrong and… dark.
And in the middle of it all stood a woman.
She was beautiful. Unnaturally so. Her silver hair cascaded down her back, her skin was porcelain, and her eyes was deep, endless pools of blackness. It was as haunting as they were hypnotizing.
She looked like an angel, but the darkness clinging to her like a second skin told me otherwise.
“Poor, poor Amelia,” she murmured, tilting her head as if examining a broken doll. “You’ve suffered so much, haven’t you?”
I stepped back, my breath shaky. “Who are you?”
She smiled, and for some reason, a shiver crawled down my spine. “Someone who can help you.”
I frowned. “Help me?”
Her voice was smooth, like silk laced with poison. “I can grant you one wish, Amelia. Anything you desire. But in return…” She trailed off, a smirk dancing on her lips.
I let out a bitter laugh. “What more can you take? I’ve already lost everything.”
Her smirk widened. “Oh, my dear. You’d be surprised.”
I shook my head. “No. I don’t make deals with strangers.”
“Are you sure?” she cooed, her voice like a melody I couldn’t block out. “Think about it. Think about all the times they laughed at you. The whispers behind your back. The disgust in their eyes. How it felt when he…” She paused, tilting her head. “-broke you.”
Dylan’s name was never spoken. But I knew. I knew it was him she was referring to.
My fists clenched.
“You’re angry,” she mused. “Good. Anger is powerful, Amelia. Don’t waste it.”
I wanted to wake up. I wanted to forget this ever happened.
But the nightmares kept coming.
Night after night.
She never forced me. She never threatened me. She only reminded me of all the pain, the mockery, and finally… the betrayal.
Until one night, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“I agree.”
The words left my lips before I could stop them.
The woman’s smirk returned, satisfied and knowing.
“Good girl,” she purred.
Then she leaned in and whispered a location into my ear.
“Come find me, Amelia. And I will make you unstoppable. A prettier girl than what you saw on his screen. He would realize what he had lost and come begging. Everyone at school would be mesmerized by your beauty. Both boys and girls, Amelia. Don’t let this chance pass you by.” She said in the sweetest voice.