Amelia sat on the edge of the bed, her brain running wild rabbit trails. She was waiting for Josh to come back. She tried once again to untangle the threads, but they just seemed to knot more up.

She felt like her heart had been ripped from her chest and she tried desperately to keep herself in one piece. She knew Josh loved her, that he would treat her like a princess.

And she did love Josh, maybe not in the right way, but she could live with it. If she had to be alone she would fall to pieces and never pick herself up again.

She heard the door...