CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTEEN

‘they're suffering because of you.’ His words rang in her head, reminding her that it was all her fault.

‘why did you run away?’

‘it’s all your fault. come back!’

‘if you want to see them again, you know exactly what to do….’

‘or else—’ the sound of the gun firing replayed in her mind and she screamed.

“Amelia! Are you okay?” Josie asked, rushing out of the kitchen with gloves on and sweating all over her face.

Amelia looked at her confused, she herself not understanding what was going on.

“You screamed, are you fine? You look pale and have wrinkles.” Josie touched her forehead, trying to crease the lines that appeared there.

“I'm fine, just a little tired.” She gave Josie a smile just to get off her back. She was far from fine.

Her mind was running with every action possible to take. Still, they all led back to her on the bed with him.

There was no escaping it, that was her fate.

“Thank God we're going shopping then. Since the death of Manny, I haven't really bee