My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend
Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Chapter 53

-AMIERA

I take Catherine’s hand and pull her through the crowd, hoping to replace a way for us both to escape. “Howdid this fire even start?” She asks in horror. I begin to cough as more smoke surrounds us. “I’m not sure,but we need to replace a way to get out before it’s too late.”

I gasp when someone grabs me from around my waist and pulls me to their side. I’m surprised by theintense feelings that wash over me almost immediately. To my surprise, it’s none other than Adam. Hiseyes search my face as he continues to hold me tightly against him. My body feels a sense of calmnesswash over it, and slowly, the fire begins to fade until there is nothing left of it anymore.

Catherine is gaping at us, and I have no idea why he’s holding me. I look around us one more time andam surprised to see that the fire is truly gone, completely.

How is that even possible? Adam lets go of me suddenly and pushes his way out of the crowd withoutsaying a word to me. That was weird.

Everything about this entire situation was weird. He had no reason to hold me like that; we barely kneweach other.for more visit :- www.noveljar.com The least he could have done was apologize for startlingme like that. But did he even startle me?

My body is still tingling from his touch, and my feelings have me so confused. Why does this feel sofamiliar?

Why? Why does it feel like it isn’t the first time he’s touched me?

“Take this,” Catherine tells me as she hands me some water in a cup. “Drink it to help with the coughing.”

I nod, but my mind is still on Adam.

My hands close around the cup, “I will be back in a minute. There is something I need to do.”ItellCatherine. I don’t wait for her to protest like I know she would.

I follow Adam out of the crowd, trying my best to keep up with him. I needed to get the answers that! wassearching for, and he seemed to be the only one that could give them to me.

“Hey!” I shout as I spot him a few feet away from me. No one is around; it’s just the two of us. It’s theperfect time to ask him what I want to question him about.

Surprisingly, he turns around and lets me catch up to him. His hands are in his pockets, and he’s waitingfor me to speak. I took a deep breath; I didn’t want to sound crazy, but I knew I had to get those answers.“Why do I feel like I’m supposed to know you?” I demand from him. “Who exactly are you?”

“It’s the same question that I would like to ask you.” He says in a rough tone. “After all, you are the oneresponsible for the fire inside.”

Igape at him, “Is this some kind of joke? for more visit :- www.noveljar.com How could I be responsiblefor it when I didn’t realize it started? Seriously, what is your problem with me?”

He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back. He gives me a suspicious look but continues to inchcloser until he has me pressed up against the wall. He places both hands on the sides of my head andleans into me.

“What were you thinking inside there?” he asks me. “You’re a lost little girl. You don’t even know what reveaitself today, anaim sure it came from you. If i dian’t touch you, the entire school wouia nave purntdown today. That’s not normal, especially not for a commoner. Who are your parents? Are you sure thatthey aren’t royals?”

He was speaking total nonsense to me. I knew that something was wrong with this man, but I neverknew he was insane.

“You don’t know what you are talking about,” I snap. “How would a simple commoner like me start a fireso big? And how would a commoner like you help stop the fire just by touching me? Your words make nosense to me. My parents are not royals. My father died when I was a baby; my mother has sacrificed alot to give me a good life without him. They are not royals; they don’t have people doing everything forthem; they tried their best to provide me with everything. So don’t you ever ask me if my parents areroyals again. I’m happy that they aren’t. I’m grateful for my mom, and even though my dad is no longeralive, I’m also thankful for him.”

Adam looks surprised by my words. Was he not expecting me to say that? Did I not look like someonewho didn’t have a father in her life? Well, I did; he was here in spirit; I knew he was. He’s never left myside, knowing that is what has kept me going all this time.

Growing up without my dad was difficult, especially when the only memories that I had happened to bepictures my mother still had of him. She has never dated anyone after him, and I’ve always wanted theirpure love. She loved him so much that she couldn’t move on from him even though so many years hadalready passed. She’s constantly told me that I’m all she needs in her life now that he’s gone. Icontinuously reminded her of my father, she tells me that I take a lot after him.

I’m angry that he’s making me remember this. What was with him? Did he come here to disrupt my life?Everything has been great until he entered the picture.

Tangrily shoved his chest, and to my horror, the glass of water still in my hand spilled all over his shirt.He did look for it, but it’s not something I planned on doing. Adam sighs, and I watch as his wet shirtclings to his magnificent body.

He glares at me, and I wince from the look on his face. Then I remember who I am and give him a glareof my own.

I narrow my eyes when his hand grips the edge of the shirt and, surprising me, lifts the entire thing off hisbody. He’s now shirtless in front of me, and my mouth drops open from the sight.

How is it possible that his skin is this smooth and shiny? I can’t stop staring, and it’s only then that I spotsomething that I should have seen earlier.

There is a scar or even a birthmark right above his chest. for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I’m drawn tothe mark, and it brings me great sadness the more I stare at it.

I can’t stop myself as I walk closer to him. Adam is immovable as a stone; all he does is watch me as Idraw closer to him.

My lips part, and I reach up with one hand and gently touch the mark with my fingers.

What am I doing? Why can’t I stop? Why does even this seem so familiar to me? And why does it feellike my heart is crying?