Chapter hundred-nine

Amelia's pov:

It was so cloudy and dark out there, the chilly breeze hit my face pulling along with my hair as I stared tiredly outside the window.

Everything is gone, there is no feeling of joy. I am just tired, I wonder sometimes what is really best for me but right now myself doesn't matter.

What they did to me and that of my parents matters!

It has been four days since my escape, four freaking days!

And here I am striving to survive the endless pain that will surely leave an eternal scar. Allen and others have been a handful since that freaking four days.

I couldn't believe that Allen could get along with Jade and Jerome, not when I knew how much he despised them, though maybe I think that he is doing that because of me; connecting with them all because of me.

I sighed with a gulp, I didn't want to keep thinking of him or have the assumption that everything that he is doing is all because of me. Because that will do me no good but harm.

I blink and tear my gaze away from the sky.