*Jim*
I keep my hand firmly placed on Amelia’s thigh as we drive home. “It’s alright, Darlin’,” I try to reassure her. “Whatever it is, it’s in the past.”
“I know,” she says softly.
I know everything with Lucy hurt her deeply. I honestly haven’t given her a second thought, but I do know she’s the one who told Ava about our relationship. It still doesn’t make any sense as to why she would want to hurt Amelia when she didn’t like me.
She stays silent most of the drive home, and it worries me. When we arrive, I open the door for her and offer her my hand. She takes it and lets me help her out.
“I just want to go to bed,” she tells me, her voice soft with a hint of fear.
“Go put on something comfortable,” I tell her. “You have to talk to him.”
She nods and goes inside, headin
