No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 20

**TITLE: My Heart Waited Too Long and Choosing Freedom**
**Chapter 20: Running into Hannah**

For a fleeting moment, the world around Amelia fell into a hush, as if the universe itself held its breath.

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A wave of anxiety washed over her. Had she inadvertently crossed a line with her words? The thought made her hesitate, her gaze fixed firmly on the ground, afraid to meet the eyes of the man towering above her.

But then, unexpectedly, a soft chuckle broke the tension.

A warm, dry hand descended gently onto her head, fingers playfully ruffling her hair.

“Yeah,” he said, his voice rich with warmth, “the sun feels particularly nice today, doesn’t it?”

Amelia stirred from her slumber, the golden rays of morning light streaming through her window, wrapping her in a cocoon of warmth. The remnants of her dream clung to her heart, infusing her spirit with an unexpected buoyancy that brightened her day.

Determined to seize the morning, she rose early and made her way to the vibrant flower market. Her mission was clear: to order fresh flower seedlings for the studio garden she had envisioned.

After securing her precious plants, she felt an urge to visit a nearby shopping mall, a place that had once sparked dreams of opening her own gown design studio. She had spotted a perfect storefront here, a space that seemed destined for her creativity. If only she could gather enough funds.

But now, her bank card lay frozen, a harsh reminder of her recent struggles, and the thought of renting such a coveted space felt like a distant fantasy.

Nestled in the heart of the bustling downtown, that shop was a gem, but it was no surprise that it had likely been snapped up by someone else.

As she approached, her heart sank at the sight of construction barriers. The sounds of drills and hammers echoed from within, confirming her fears. Someone else had claimed her dream before she could even grasp it.

Standing at the entrance, Amelia released a small sigh, disappointment swelling within her chest like a rising tide. It seemed that the ambition to open her own store would have to be shelved once more.

Just as she turned to leave, fate intervened. Hannah emerged from a luxurious children’s boutique, her hand clasped around Isla’s tiny one, the other arm burdened with shopping bags emblazoned with high-end logos. The two of them radiated an air of smug satisfaction, a sight that twisted Amelia’s stomach.

Great. Just my luck.

It felt like a cruel twist of fate—this duo seemed to haunt her, appearing at the most inopportune moments, like a dark cloud looming over her sunshine.

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Amelia frowned, her instinct urging her to slip away unnoticed.

But Hannah, with her keen gaze, spotted her immediately.

“Oh! Ms. Harlow!” Hannah’s voice rang out, deliberately loud, as if she wanted the entire mall to bear witness to their encounter. “What a delightful surprise! I never expected to see you here!”

With a flourish, she hoisted her luxury shopping bags higher, ensuring that every designer logo was on full display, a blatant show of her wealth.

“You see? Ethan is just amazing. He gifted me a card with no limit! I can buy whatever I want!” Her voice dripped with self-satisfaction, her eyes narrowing as they searched Amelia’s face for a hint of envy. “By the way, didn’t Ethan used to give you cards like this too?”

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