Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 312

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**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 312**
**Chapter 312**

I never imagined I would feel indifferent if he chose to pursue something more. Yet, to clarify, my feelings were not of a romantic nature. It was as if my heart had been locked away in a vault, impervious to the warmth of affection—even from this man, who radiated kindness. I found it impossible to summon any flicker of romantic interest.

Jake’s hopeful gaze flitted between us, and I had to commend him for his earnest effort in this endeavor. It was evident that he had taken my previous musings about the qualities I sought in a partner seriously. His enthusiasm was palpable, a spark of optimism lighting up his expression.

John, with his tall stature and broad shoulders, certainly ticked many of the boxes I had in mind. He had an easy way with children, which was an admirable trait.

If only my heart had been free to entertain the idea of romance, I might have felt a spark of interest. But, as it stood, my thoughts were consumed by Damien.

Once brunch concluded, I didn’t bolt from the café, but the urge was nearly overwhelming. I bid Jake and John farewell as quickly as politeness would allow, then hurried to my car, my mind racing as I drove toward the outskirts of the pack lands.

It gnawed at me, the thought of wasting John’s time. A man like him, with so much to offer, deserved to find someone who could reciprocate his affections. But I knew that someone could never be me.

Frustration bubbled within me at Jake’s surprise arrangement. He had thrust this potential date upon me without any prior warning, leading me to believe he was making an effort to mend our relationship.

Yet, perhaps John was that olive branch Jake had hoped would bridge the gap.

I pushed those thoughts aside, unwilling to delve deeper into them at that moment.

Upon arriving at the hospital, I found myself arriving early for my appointment. Nevertheless, Jeffery and Sienna graciously made time to see me. I recounted to Jeffery, as I had already shared with Sienna, the unsettling dream where I felt myself under attack.

“I can still hear my heart crying out for Damien,” I confided, my voice thick with confusion. “But how could that be? He wasn’t there. I was a stranger to him, and he to me. Surely, it must have just been a nightmare, right?”