My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend
Chapter 55

Chapter 55

Chapter 55

-AMIERA

I turn to my mother, “mom,” I whisper. “What is he speaking about? Who is he?”

She offers me another one of those nervous smiles, and I try to keep my cool even though this entirething is setting my nerves on fire. Adam couldn’t be telling the truth. There is no way that my motherwould have had a serious relationship and not told me anything about it. We’ve been so close for solong; we told each other everything. As far as I knew, we didn’t keep secrets from each other. Unless Iwas wrong all along, that’s not something that I want to be true. I didn’t want to think that it was possiblethat my mother would keep something so important from me.

“Sweetheart,” she says as she lifts herself off the couch and takes a few steps towards me. She reachesfor my hand and holds it gently in her own as if to soothe me, “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you about thissooner, but I wasn’t sure of what to say to you. I was scared that you wouldn’t be happy about it. Henryand I met a few months ago, because of work. At first, we were good friends, and slowly things started tochange between us. I haven’t felt this way about anyone in a long time; he was the first man to make mefeel again.for more visit :- www.noveljar.com I was scared of these feelings and wasn’t sure what to doabout them. Then Henry proposed to me and I couldn’t say no. He makes me so happy. I knew that Icouldn’t keep this from you any longer; I knew that you deserved to know the truth even though I wasterrified of telling you. I thought that today should be the day to finally tell you everything. I love him, andhe loves me. We want to start a family together. We will be moving to his home from today onwards.Adam here will be your step-brother. He transferred to your school today; I’m not sure if you have methim already. But I think that the two of you will get along well.”

I’ve met him alright. I’ve done more than that; I’ve managed to kiss him on his chest on our first day ofever seeing each other. What a great first impression that must have been? I’m sure my mother wouldn’tlike to know that happened between us today. What would she think about step-siblings in such a

compromising position? It’s not like I knew who he would be to me earlier. I’m not sure knowing wouldhave stopped what happened either. I’m not sure about anything anymore.

I was sure about one thing, however, and that was that my mother was wrong. I didn’t think Adam andme would get along. There was this strange, unsettling feeling whenever I was near him. And until Ifigured

out what that was all about, there was no way that Adam and I could ever get along.

Wasn’t she looking at him right now? Could she not see what I saw? He wasn’t thrilled about this news,neither was I. The man looked like just being in the same room as I was torture for him. At least we bothagreed on something.

“I guess I should be packing my bags then,” I snap as I turn around and make my way to my room.

I know that my mother may be upset by my action to this news. But what did she expect? How could shewait this long to tell me about her fiance? I thought we told each other everything; we were all each otherhad after my father’s death. Now I felt like I didn’t know her at all; if she could keep something like thisfrom me, what else was she hiding?

When I reach my room, I angrily pull open the draws and throw my clothes into the suitcase.

Was I honestly supposed to live with Adam? I couldn’t stand him. Now I had to sleep in his house and actlike he was my brother? Well, step-brother.

It didn’t matter; we could never be siblings.

“What are you planning on doing with the house?” I ask her. She sighs, “someone is already interested init to buy.”

“So you’re just going to sell the one place that has all of our memories together? All of your memorieswith father?” I demand.

“Amiera, please, please try to understand.” She begs.

I was trying to. I was, but every time I thought about it, I got angrier and angrier. She deserved to havesomeone by her side after being alone for so long, but why couldn’t she tell me about it before it becamethis serious? How could she do this to me? I felt so betrayed.

And why sell the house? We had memorable moments in here. Why would she give it up like that? “Areyou ready?” Henry asks her, and I push past the both of them.

Adam is waiting in his car, and the passenger side is already opened and waiting for me. I look behindme and see that mom is preparing to leave along with Henry in his vehicle. Was she also planning onselling her car?

I didn’t bother to ask any questions as I entered the vehicle with Adam.for more visit :- www.noveljar.comI shut the door and pulled the seatbelt around me. I Thold on tightly to the seat when the car begins tomove. My mother never drove this fast, neither did Catherine. Was he trying to kill me with him?

“Don’t you think you’re driving a little too fast?” I demand. He doesn’t answer me, and it only irritates me.Why does he ignore me so much? He doesn’t slow down. If anything, I think he’s going faster now.

Where do they even live? This car wasn’t the most expensive out here, but it wasn’t the cheapest either.It was also one of the sportier kinds, those fast cars that took part in races. I never liked those kinds, andhere I am in one with a maniac.

People that owned these kinds of cars didn’t attend schools like mine, which didn’t make any sense at allto me. Why exactly did he transfer to my school? Was he a troublemaker in his last?

We pulled up to a gated community, and needless to say, the houses inside here were beautiful. Theywere nothing like the neighborhood that I was used to.

We drove for around five more minutes before Adam stopped at a grey house. There was a small gardento the front, and it was just as pretty as the others I’d seen since entering this community.

“This is your new home,” my mother tells me when I get out of the vehicle.

She gives me a quick tour of the house before showing me to my room.

I drop my bags onto the floor and throw myself onto the bed. Things were changing too quickly for me.

I sigh and grab some clothes from the suitcase. I should at least shower in my new home.

Unfortunately, the guest bedroom, which is mine, doesn’t have a shower. This means I’ll have to use thesame one as Adam, which is right opposite my room.

How convenient?

I grab my towel after laying out my change of clothing on the bed. I make my way into the bathroom. It’smuch nicer than ours back home; however, I still preferred ours. It was the only home i’d known foryears. I wouldn’t choose anything above it.

I shut the door and quickly undressed. The water is warm, and it’s the only thing that I prefer over the

I shake that thought out of my head.

I should be using this time to relax. I was stressing too much over everything, and it was the last thing Iwanted to do to myself.

I turn the shower off and wrap the towel around my body.

My eyes snap to the door when I hear the doorknob turning.

My body goes entirely still when I see Adam standing in front of me with a towel of his own thrown overhis shoulder.

He takes one look at me, and the man doesn’t even flinch. Does he not realize what he just did?Opening the door on someone who’s using the bathroom? What if I didn’t have my towel on? Couldn’t hehave knocked before entering?

I know that he may not be used to having a woman here; well, that couldn’t be completely true; 1 wasn’tsure about Adam and his relationships. Who knows how many women he brought home.

But that was not the point right now. The point is that he should have knocked! It’s no longer just him andhis father in this house. “Why didn’t you knock before entering?” I demand.