Amelia's pov

There was a lot of silence on the drive home.

I wasn't even ready to talk to him or listen to what he had to say.

Not after the way he made me feel.

Like I had done something worse.

But I felt betrayed by the accusations that glinted in his eyes. Shattered by his lack of trust.

I forced myself to remain composed, not cry again, and not let tonight bring everything to a halt as I gazed out the window.

He switched off the engine. He didn't say anything though. Simply exited ...