No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 131

**Chapter 131: The Trust They Lost**

Mason’s voice cut through the air like a knife, shifting the weight of the conversation in an unexpected direction. His eyes burned into Amelia’s, fierce and unwavering. “But… if you ever decide that you want to stop all of this, all you need to do is say the word. The Rowes, the Harlows—none of it will ever have to touch you again.”

The shock that flared in Amelia’s eyes was palpable, and Mason, sensing the tremor of her emotions, softened his tone, though the gravity of his words only intensified. “You see me as your older brother. So even if I arrived a bit late to the party… I still feel responsible for you, to protect you.”

In that moment, something stirred deep within the still waters of Amelia’s heart, sending ripples across its surface.

She stared at Mason, her mind racing.

His gaze reflected her own stunned expression, but beyond that, she thought she glimpsed something she had never seen before—an emotional tempest brewing beneath the surface. It was not the gentle pity of an older brother; it was something far more potent, more aggressive, more consuming.

Amelia’s heart tightened painfully in her chest. Instinctively, she took a step back, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on her.

“But…” Her voice came out small, almost timid, “we’re not actually related, Mason. You don’t need to be this good to me. Everything you’ve done for me so far—I’m already grateful for it.”

Yet, with every step she took back, he seemed to draw closer, his presence overwhelming.

“Well, I still think… it’s not enough.”

In that instant, the true meaning of “not enough” struck Amelia like a lightning bolt. It wasn’t merely about offering her help; it was something far deeper, something that made her heart race with both fear and excitement.

Her chest felt tight, as if it might burst under the weight of unspoken words. She fought to steady herself, tearing her gaze away from his intense stare that felt like it could see through her very soul. “Mason, I know your intentions are good. And this life… I won’t lie, I’m tired of living it. But you have to trust me when I say I’m not someone to be pushed around. I’ve already taken steps to change things. It’s just… it’s not the right time yet to reveal everything.”

“Oh?” Mason arched an eyebrow, skepticism lacing his voice. “What have you done? Amelia, are you starting to keep secrets from me?”

The truth was, yes, she was.

Mason had once been her closest confidant, the one person she could share her tiny worries and silly secrets with without a second thought.

But now, there was Ethan between them—a barrier forged from years of silence and unspoken truths that made it impossible to return to that innocent trust they once shared.

As Mason pressed her further, cornering her with his relentless questions, panic began to bubble up in Amelia’s chest.

She instinctively tried to retreat again, but in her haste, she failed to notice the soft patch of mud beneath her feet, remnants of the recent rain.

In one swift, clumsy moment, her foot slipped, and a startled cry escaped her lips as she lost her balance.

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