Chapter 39

Amelia’s POV

Three days later…

I sighed, crossing my legs as I sat on a bench at the garden.

“Amelia!” I heard a familiar voice call my name out of nowhere. I looked around hoping this was real but it’s a pity I’m wallowing in my imaginations again.

Alessandro, why are you doing this to me? Ever since our argument the other day, he has been avoiding me and I was doing my best to pretend as if I was the least affected.

“What are you doing here?” I looked beside me and saw a girl, Vivianne precisely. She folded her arms across her chest defiantly and raised her chin, obviously waiting for me to speak.

“I should be asking you that question. What are you doing here?” I rolled my eyes at her. I was here before her, besides the last time I checked, this garden doesn’t belong to her.

Vivianne scoffed, tightening her fists. “Who are you?”

“I’m Amelia.” I replied in the same tone. “And I guess you are Vivianne, the stubborn little girl.”