Amelia POV

I rehearsed the words the entire walk down the hallway.. over and over, trying to decide which version of myself would speak when the moment came.

The calm one who listened or the angry one who demanded an explanation, or maybe even the weak and vulnerable one who couldn’t hold herself together anymore.

It didn’t matter. I needed his help to take out Asher, so whether he gave me an explanation or not, it didn't really matter.

I reached his door.

I closed my eyes, inhaled ...