Alpha's Remorse After Her Death (Amber and Julian) novel Chapter 242

Julian’s POV

“Not here,” I told Amber, realizing now, with dread, what she had overheard. It wasn’t that I was never going

to tell her what happened with Tony inviting who we thought was an Olivia–imposter to the hospital, but on the

list of things I needed to talk to Amber about, that was towards the bottom. “When we get home.”

Amber nodded as she glanced down at Alice, likely not wanting to have this conversation in front of our

daughter. Even asleep, she could wake up, or eavesdrop while she was pretending to be asleep. The last thing

Alice needed right now was more fear in her life, thinking that she needed to worry about Olivia or someone else

trying to hurt her again like Chase had done in the past.

We took my car home and, after tucking Alice into her room, Amber and I went into the kitchen. I put on some

coffee, while she took a seat in one of the chairs of the breakfast nook. She didn’t say a word, and neither did I

until the coffee was ready. I poured us both cups, then brought her one.

She cupped it with both hands and brought it to her. Maybe her fingers were cold, but, given the warmer season, I imagined she was just trying to warm herself up from the shock.

She had been suffering alongside Alice with her condition for much longer than I had. After it being dormant for

so long, thanks to the magical necklace, I understood it must have been somewhat traumatizing now, not just

for Alice but also for her mother, to have to watch her daughter suffer through this again.

If left to her own devices, she would probably be quiet for a long time. She might not even ask me again about

what happened with Olivia or my family, instead piecing everything together in the depths of her own mind,

likely inaccurately.

I couldn’t let that happen. I fully intended to tell her what happened, but there had been so much going on, that

it hadn’t been in the forefront of my thoughts.

No longer. I was going to tell her the full truth of everything here and now, and so I did.

“Amber. About what happened…‘

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I took a steadying breath, knowing full well, as I knew here, that there were going to be parts of my story that hurt her. While I didn’t want this to happen, I couldn’t keep the truth from her either.

“Since my arrival, my mother has been confused about a great many things,” I said. “One of these things was that I…” I sighed. “She fully believed that I was married to Olivia. I wanted to correct her, but when I tried to, it

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was clear she was not going to handle the news well. My family intervened, forcing me to keep the secret for longer than I wanted. Then, came Becky…”

I explained in detail to Amber, leaving out nothing, how Tony had introduced Becky as an Olivia impersonator

to play the part for my mother. I told her how I had tried to intervene, but my family worked against me. I

explained how I eventually kicked Becky out and told my mother the truth, which was what led to her medical

episode, and to me calling Amber for her help.

Then I shared what happened after Amber and Alice had left the waiting room, how the truth came out that

Tony had not hired an actress but Olivia herself, hoping to trigger some kind of romance between her and me.

Before Amber could think anything about that, I ensured her that this plan was unsuccessful, and that I had angrily told reminded them all of Olivia’s many transgressions.

The only thing I kept secret was how my family placed more value in Olivia’s cheating than in her attempting to

take Amber’s life. That didn’t give credence to any other part of my story. Sharing that would only do to hurt

Amber further. She could undoubtedly already tell my family disliked her. They certainly weren’t sending her

any caring glances.

Amber remained eerily quiet throughout my explanation. She didn’t drink her coffee, just kept holding it. In the

end, I didn’t drink mine either, as I spent most of my time talking. By the time I had finished my story, the

coffee was cold. I pushed it to the side.

“Amber,” I said, hoping to prompt some kind of response. I could tell she was upset, but she wasn’t giving me

any kind of indication of how much or if there was anything I could do to fix it. “I’m sorry,” I said rather than

ask her, hoping that would help fix things.

“It’s fine,” she said, but with how quiet she said it, I was sure this was anything but. I leaned forward, about to

press, but she continued before I could. “Really. I could see how things happened and how they turned out as they have.”

Her understanding wasn’t the same as her forgiveness.

But other than apologizing, I wasn’t sure how I could fix that in this moment.

I felt helpless as I watched her sit quietly in her chair, clutching that cold coffee like it was some kind of life

preserver.

Though we were so close, our bond felt strained.

I couldn’t see the walls she was building between us, but with the bond, I felt each brick slot into place.

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