Amelia's pov

Cole's steady breathing rhythm was the only sound to break the silence. That enveloped me like a shroud in the night.

In a moment that ought to have felt serene, I leaned my head against his chest and felt the warmth of his body ground me.

Tonight's peace was a stranger. My mind was constantly spinning with ideas I couldn't identify like a carousel.

I couldn't get Barbara's face out of my head. It was like a scar that was etched into the back of my eyes.

She treated me as ...