2.1

‘Healthy love exists, remember that’

Amber's P.O.V

I immediately storm my way into the elevator, listening as the building doors slam shut behind me. My fingers apply pressure to button number three, having me impatiently wait to reach my floor level. As soon as the elevator doors shut, I instantly start to feel tears well up in my eyes. I lift my head up and try to blink back my tears, but fail miserably as I feel the warm liquid start to trail down my face.

I don't know if I'm crying because I'm upset, or because I'm so angry.

The elevator doors slowly reopen, revealing my floor level. I quickly walk down the semi- narrow hallways before reaching my room. A loud frustrated groan escapes my lips as the realization that I don't have any of my things dawns on me.

I really don't want to wake Gianna seeing as it's so late, but at this point I don't really have a choice.

I take a deep breath and wipe away my tears in e