Amelia’s POV

“He’s an asshole! An absolute asshole.” I spun and meandered across the kitchen island as I grumbled incoherent words only I could hear to myself.

Taking a piece of apple, I stared at it. Goodness she must have lost a pound by now, poor girl.

I heaved a sigh, I couldn’t go and check on her because of that scary prick. How dare he lock her up. How daft could he possibly be.

She didn’t steal the necklace, if I that wasn’t fucking her knew this then why didn’t that asshole do. And he fucked her. A sneer left me.

“Gosh, she’ll be so heartbroken.” I took pity...