Chapter 150 Chapter one hundred and fifty

   ~HE’S WRECKED~

AMELIA’S POV

We stood at the bar while Emerson took the drinks out of the shopping bags and placed them on the counter. I arranged them neatly on the shelves, sorting the bottles while he passed them to me. I was almost done when I heard Nana’s hurried footsteps coming up the sta...

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