Chapter 94. The Truth Changes Nothing

2014

Amelia’s POV

The drive back home felt endless.

Neither of us spoke.

I kept my eyes locked on the passing streetlights, my mind replaying everything, over and over, until I felt like I was going to vomit.

By the time we pulled up in front of my house, my hands were balled into fists in my lap and I was one sentence away from breaking down in sobs. I reached for the door handle, but Adrian’s voice stopped me.

“Wait,” Adrian whispered.

I froze but didn’t look at him.

“Even if you never want anything to do with me again, please,” he said, “just hear me out.”

I should have slammed the door and walked away.

But I didn’t.

I squeezed my eyes shut. His explanation wouldn’t change anything. Whatever excuse he had, whatever justification; what difference did it make?

But I sat still, gripping my knees as Adrian inhaled sharply, like he was bracing himself for what he was about to say.

Then, in a ra