CHAPTER sixty one: Lucas is cheating.
A numbing feeling overcame her as her fingers slowly lifted the curtain.
Her mouth open in a gasp, she lifted the curtain. On the wall directly before her hung a looking glass, the sight that reflected in its shining face from inside the bed chamber ingrained itself into her memory for all times, never to be forgotten. She could see his face clearly from this vantage point as he laughed, taking the nipples of some plump wench into his mouth, rutting with her, yanking her long silvery white hair as she bounced on his cock.
Amelia shook her head from side to side, unable to accept what she was seeing.
The words she heard exchanged robbed her of speech, froze the cry on her lips. Shaking her head from side to side in disbelief, she was confused and horrified by what she saw.
“No,’ she whispered hoarsely, too shocked to move, “nay! It cannot be…not him. Oh my, surely my eyes are playing a trick on me? Oh, lady moon!”