Amalia Anderson
I ran away... I was terrified of what I was feeling; it might have been the alcohol, or the reality of my feelings for a man who thought I was worthless.
Tears welled in my eyes, and when I walked back to the table, Piper looked at me. "What happened?" she said, concerned.
"I want to go," I said, and she nodded.
"Amalia... please tell me a bastard didn´t hurt you..." She said, and I shook my head.
"No, I just..." I took a deep breath and sighed. "It´s complicated," I said, and she nodded.
"Peter, we are leaving," she said, and I gave her a tight smile.
"I'm sorry... it was meant to be a fun night... and look at me, I'm a mess," I said, tears running down my face.
"Hey... Do you want to stay at my place?" she said, and I nodded. I didn´t want to see my cousin
