Chapter twenty five.

Amelia’s POV.

Just then, the door to my room burst open. I spun around, startled, to see Greyson standing in the doorway, a sheepish smile on his face. I blushed at the memory of our kiss, my face heating up like a furnace. I couldn't bring myself to meet his eyes, so I looked away, my heart racing.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt," he said, his voice soft and apologetic.

"It's okay," I managed to say, my voice sounding small and far away. "I just wanted to check on you," he said. "Are you okay?"

I swallowed hard, my heart still pounding in my chest. "I'm... I'm okay," I said, still not meeting his gaze. I felt like a silly schoolgirl, unable to control my emotions.

"Are you sure?" he asked, his tone gentle and caring. I took a deep breath and forced myself to look at him.

I knew I shouldn't have looked into his eyes. It was like diving headfirst into an ocean of emotion, and I was drowning. His eyes were so intense, so full of feeling, that I could hardly breathe. I let o