Amelia POV

Looking down at my phone in my hand, with my fingers fluttering over the screen. I've sent tons of messages to her, calling her phone at the same time, but she was not picking my calls nor replied to any of my messages. I pressed my lips in a tight line, allowing the tears that had blurred my vision to roll down my cheeks voluntarily. “Please forgive me, Clare” My voice trembled, I lowered my head as more tears flooded my face hysterically. Knock! Knock! Knock! Hearing the knocking sound on the door, I slowly wiped my tears and raised my chin to the door. “Breakfast is ready...