Homeless at Eighteen, She Built a Secret House Inside the Cliff — Then the Family Who Abandoned Her Came Looking for Her

Chapter 13

Julian finally confessed his feelings.

They stood inside Amelia’s original cliff home.

The first room.

The first table.

The first bed.

Everything remained.

“I remember the first day I met you,” he said.

“You thought I was trespassing.”

“You were.”

She laughed.

“What changed?”

He looked around.

“You did.”

She frowned.

“I did?”

“You turned a place nobody wanted into a home.”

He stepped closer.

“And somewhere along the way, you did the same thing to me.”

Amelia’s eyes filled with tears.

“Julian.”

“I love you.”

She smiled.

“You waited a long time to say that.”

“I didn’t want to become another person deciding your future.”

She took his hand.

“You don’t.”

She kissed him.

For once, Amelia wasn’t afraid of being asked to leave.

She knew she belonged.