Chapter 64

Amelia could see that he was getting more and more upset, and she didn't want to make things worse. "We just had an argument," she said, trying to downplay the situation. "It wasn't a big deal."

Henry adjusted himself on the bed, his eyes still burning with anger. "So tell me," he said, his voice calmer now but still with an edge to it. "What did you guys argue about that made him hit you? Don't tell me it was all about me."

Amelia stood frozen in front of Henry, her mind racing as she tried to come up with a response to his question.

How was she going to tell Henry that she finally gave herself to a man and that man happened to be Andrew, and to top it all up, he was doubting he's the first man she has been with?

Her thoughts were interrupted by Henry snapping his fingers in front of her face. She blinked and refocused on the present, shaking her head slightly to clear her thoughts.

Amelia, what are you thinking?" he asked, concern etched into his features. "Was the argument that dee