Her phone rang—Xander again.
Amelia: "What happened back there?"
Xander: "I can explain."
Amelia: "Then start talking."
Xander: "Not over the phone. Meet me tomorrow night."
Amelia: "Why should I?"
Xander: "Because you deserve the truth."
She took a shaky breath.
Amelia: "Fine. Where?"
Xander: "I'll send you the address."
After he hung up, she received a text with a location.
She stared at it, uncertainty gnawing at her. Whatever secrets Xander held, they were more dangerous than she could have imagined.
But one thing was clear—she was already deeply entwined in his world.
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Chapter 3: A Night to Remember
The city lights twinkled like stars fallen to earth as Amelia stood on the balcony of her apartment, a gentle breeze playing with her hair. Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts—questions without answers, mysteries entangled with emotions. The events of the past few days had left her both exhilarated and unsettled.
Her phone buzzed, breaking her reverie. It was a message from Xander:
Xander (Text): "Thinking of you. Can I see you tonight?"
Her heart skipped a beat. Despite the unanswered questions, the pull she felt toward him was undeniable.
Amelia (Text): "I'd like that. Where should we meet?"
Almost immediately, a reply came:
Xander (Text): "I'll pick you up at 8. Dress comfortably."
She glanced at the clock—6:30 PM. Enough time to prepare, but not enough to overthink. She headed inside to get ready, opting for a simple yet elegant outfit: jeans, a soft blouse, and a light jacket.
At precisely 8 PM, a soft knock sounded at her door. She opened it to find Xander, looking effortlessly handsome in a casual shirt and dark trousers.
Xander: "You look beautiful."
Amelia: Smiling "You're punctual."
Xander: "I didn't want to waste a moment."
She grabbed her purse and stepped out, locking the door behind her.
Amelia: "So, where are we going?"
Xander: "It's a surprise."