Chapter 35
-AMIERA
The following day Adam meets me at the school’s entrance, and surprising me, he picks
me up in his arms and gives me a long, sweet kiss that leaves me dizzy when he finally puts
me down.
“You’re ready to go to class?” he asks, his hands lingering on my waist.
I nod my head.
I’m nervous about it, but I’ve never been more sure about anything else in my life. I want us to be open; I want people to know. I don’t want to go through what I went through with him and Lizzie in the past. This could be avoided if people knew where we stood.
He takes my hand in his, and the moment we enter the corridor, all eyes are on us. We don’t have to say anything; the fact that we’re holding hands alone should show them that we aren’t just friends. As if to emphasize our relationship, Adam leans down and kisses my head.
I can already see the envy in many eyes as we walk past them; people are not happy to see Adam and me together. Of course, all of the women who fantasize about him will have more reasons to hate me from now on.
When we enter the classroom, everyone begins to silence each other and point towards us. Bryan walks up to me and grabs my arm, “what the f**k is this, Amiera?”
Adam grabs him by his neck and shoves him up against the wall, “don’t you ever f*****g touch my woman again.”
Lizzie walks in at the same time and sees this, she doesn’t hide her anger from either one of us, and I can sense that Adam is tensed now that she’s entered the room. Why did her presence bother him so much? He lets go of Bryan and takes my hand in his to guide us to our new seats. Abigail is gaping at me, and I know that there is plenty we have to talk about.
Now that our class knew about our relationship, it was time to break the news to my family.
I was terrified of telling them the truth, but I needed to get it out of the way. I knew now
that I wanted to build my life with Adam. The only way for that to happen was to have my family’s blessings. I know that they would hate the idea of us together at first, but when they realized that the prophecy was a lie, that Adam wasn’t a monster, they would allow us to be together; I’m sure that they may even be happy for us.
goes by quickly, and everyone looks and treats me so differently now that I’m with
the news to my brother and sister. Adam left me here so that
I didn’t want them to see
However, when I turn around, I don’t see my siblings; the first person that I
ask Lizzie. “If this is about Adam
delusional, aren’t
much
need to listen
to what I have to tell you today, you’ll regret it for the rest of your life.
I ask sarcastically. “And what’s this truth that you speak
that it’s isn’t any good. She’s looking at me like I’m stupid for ever believing him in
along. This entire charade that he’s doing with you, it’s all so that he can get you to trust him. The truth is that Adam is precisely the kind of person that everyone has warned you about. Your parents were right to tell you to stay away from him; even your cheating ex-boyfriend was looking out for you when he told you to stay away from Adam. He’s been reporting everything to me since the beginning. Did he get you to touch a candle when he invited you over to movie night? That candle has been in his family for generations; it can tell who the flaming whisperer is when she touches it, her body feels like it’s on fire. It’s how he knew that you were the flaming whisperer, it’s how he knew to call you out for the fire fairy festival. He didn’t believe in you like he wanted everyone to think; he knew beforehand. All of this, it was only his trap that you fell oh so perfectly into. You
his side,”
he do something like that?” I demand. “Why
to
think? I’m the woman he loves, not you. He’s doing all of this so that we can both rule the world. It isn’t a lie; the prophecy is true. Adam
his side? Have you noticed his power growing stronger? That’s all you’re doing. You’re not the only one gaining
truth.”
love and he wants to rule the world with you, why would
demand.
warning you. If you don’t believe me, ask him for yourself. I love Adam, and I hate to see him with another woman, especially you. That is the truth. But I’m not trying to tell
anything else; I run
me
I don’t know what would happen to me
how
simultaneously, and I can tell that he
asks, alarmed. “Why are you crying? Did your brother tell
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