Amelia's p.o.v

I was quietly listening to music in the car while Ian drove. I didn't want to talk much or even look at him because it was getting hard for me. want it or not I had to leave his pack and this day was more of a farewell than anything. 

I frowned then looked at him when he touched my hand linking it to his.

"Do you like music?" He asked softly.

I bit my lower lip and chewed on it lightly. The tingles and his voice were pure bliss sadly they made me feel even sadder ...