Torn Between Sisters

He's Mine Not Yours part 2

"Thanks, Doc." I shook his hand and walked out.

"Anthony," Dr. Steward called after me. "There was another girl two years ago. She was crying during her visit. She said it was the last time she could see you, so we allowed her in. That was the same day you woke up; it was like you were waiting for her. Her name was Amara Miles." My heart raced. She hadn't been trying to hurt me; she must have cared deeply.

I went back home, determined to dig deeper. Monique sent over more information, revealing that I had spent the entire nine months in Paris. I never usually stayed that long for business. What had I been doing there?

Not only that but my laptop was missing I just realize all these time I have to fly out tonight and get to the bottom of this even though the wedding is tomorrow they can't have a wedding without the groom so they have to wait I was in Paris cause of my new hotel called "Susanne", these are just all new to me.

"Landon found anything", I spoke over the phone.

"Yes a photo of you in Paris it was the branching of your new hotel "Susanne".

"So what about the photo what, it has to do with the situation Landon".

"It was a photo of you and Amara I'll send you a link of the website", he hangs up.

This was interesting so it wasn't the first time we met at the hospital she has to tell me more she knows more than what she's saying. I clicked on the link it was a website for "Susanne" it said that Amara organised and designed the hotel I continued to stroll down then I saw the photo we look happy, she look happy and so beautiful I read under the picture.

"Anthony Blake and Amara Miles look like the most beautiful couple that everybody wants".

What the hell this was going too far I took up my keys time to see Amara.

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I arrived at Amara house it was small not what I was expecting she looked like the person who be living a lavish life style as I said before "expect the unexpected".

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I knocked on the door but received no response. The lights were on, so I knew she was there. I knocked again. "Amara, I know you're in there. Just open the door." After a few moments, she finally appeared, and I was shocked. She didn't look like herself at all; her eyes were baggy and bloodshot, filled with sadness and loneliness.

"Yes?" she answered, her voice barely above a whisper.

My heart ached at the sight of her. I wasn't sure what to ask, but she turned and walked away, leaving the door open.

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. She was sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the TV. What the hell happened to her? I sat down in front of her, my gaze catching the bruises on her neck and wrists. Who did this to her? Tears streamed down her cheeks, and without thinking, I pulled her onto my lap and hugged her tightly. I was surprised when she hugged me back.

"Who did this to you, Amara?" I asked gently. She shook her head, refusing to answer. I knew this wouldn't be easy.

"You have to tell me Mar so I can protect you".

"They will kill me Blake or my family can't do it to them even if they disowned me". They will kill her over my died body then her family they disowned her that why she wasn't the maid the honour so much been happening in one day

"Mar".

"No Blake, I can't I can't do it I just can't", she said to cry harder I gave her comfort words she stop crying I heard steady breathing this mean she was sleeping I took her in my arms and walk up stairs for her room then I saw her door on the floor someone kicked it down I place her on the bed and look at her neck the person finger was printed on her I was getting angry all over again to thumb the wall repeatedly then I remember her sleeping I pulled my hair out frustration I cover her up I took up the door and put it out side I'm to get to the bottom of this.

I walk back up stairs and check on her I kiss her and step out her room and called some of my security team to come over minutes later they arrived.

"If anything happen to her I'm killing all of you".

Time to head to Paris even though I didn't want to leave her I had to I had to know what my connection with her was.

It takes only a minute to get a crush on
someone an hour to like someone and
a day to love someone but I take a lifetime to
forgot someone.

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