Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 333

**Chapter 333**

**Amelia’s POV**

A rush of heat flooded my cheeks, igniting them as if a flame had suddenly licked across my skin. It was a curious sensation, a mix of embarrassment and anxiety, and I could feel the weight of the girls’ eager gazes piercing through me. They flitted their eyes between Damien and me with such intensity, their expressions shimmering with hope and anticipation, as if the very fabric of their dreams was woven into the moment.

I felt a pang of guilt twist in my stomach. The last thing I wanted was to let them down, especially when the truth of my situation loomed like a dark cloud overhead. To my knowledge, the girls had no real bond with their aunt Sienna. The thought of revealing that someone had attempted to take my life seemed too daunting for their young hearts to bear. How could I possibly explain that?

“It’s not like that,” Damien interjected after a brief, tension-filled pause. He coughed discreetly into his hand, avoiding my eyes as if they held some unspoken truth he couldn’t bear to acknowledge. “She’s just having a bit of trouble at home. We all thought it would be best for her to stay with us for a while.”

The girls exchanged skeptical glances with one another, their brows furrowing in disbelief. It was clear they weren’t convinced, yet they chose not to press the matter further. Instead, they shared a conspiratorial smile, the kind that only sisters could understand, and erupted into a fit of giggles that filled the air with warmth.

“Okay, Daddy,” Amy chirped, her voice light and playful.

“If you say so,” Stacy chimed in, her tone laced with a hint of mischief.

Once more, their eyes turned toward me, sparkling with youthful curiosity.

“Will you help me with my homework, Mom?” Amy asked, her voice hopeful and bright.

“Hey! I wanted her to help me with my homework!” Stacy protested, her competitive spirit flaring up.

“Girls,” I said, attempting to keep my tone soothing. “There’s no reason I can’t help both of you.”

“Later,” Damien interjected, his voice firm yet gentle. “Right now, I need to help Annette get settled in.”

The girls pouted, their disappointment evident, but they refrained from arguing.

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