Chapter 70 Amelia's Pov

• Looking at myself in the mirror, I noticed a drastic change in my appearance. I no longer look so skinny and sad. Despite adjusting to Jackson a little bit, I feel happy and relieved. I haven't felt like this in ages. It felt exhilarating. I felt like I was on cloud nine and nothing could bring down my mood.
• In the Crescent Pack, I was constantly sad. I was bullied all the time. The only time I felt a sense of Peace was when I was with Crane back when he was still a useful person but now he is just as useless as they come. I looked forward to the nighttime when I was in Crescent Pack because I snuck out during the night to go to the mountains to stare at the moon or sometimes I stayed by my window to look at the sky because whenever I looked at it, it gave me a sense of peace and tranquility and hope that one day I will be free from this bondage. I thought that my freedom would come in the form of a marriage to Crane. I was so happy when he professed his undying love for me. The only thing on my mind was that what the other maidservants and Lydia said was not true, that I was incapable of love, and that no one ever looked at me. I thought that maybe their whispers and blind accusations would be false but it seemed like they had seen the future and I was nothing more than a mere rag that can be used anytime and thrust away without even looking back. With Jackson, I felt safe, even though I still had a hard time accepting his love for me but I know that he is trying really hard even sometimes when I give him the cold shoulder he doesn't look angry or fed up with my attitude instead, he has a warm smile on his face and he always has this playful smile on his face whenever he teases me. He always likes to be near me just like I always want him by my side all the time.
• If someone had told me years ago that an Alpha would have set his eyes on me, I would have called them crazy. Even when I was dating Crane, I found it too hard to believe that. I often asked him if he really loved me and that I wasn't dreaming. I often told Crane that he should pinch me to wake up from this dream but he always assured me that his love for me was real.