What Happens After

Amelia pov

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Tears are falling thick and fast down my cheeks. I press a hand to my mouth to stifle the sound of my sobs, rushing to my room and slamming the door.

I don't know if the door will stop Rogers from hearing me, but it's the best I can do.

I throw myself onto the bed, pressing my face into the pillow.

I never thought it would be like this.

I never thought he'd find out.

Even if I'd known he would, I would have been sure he'd brush it off, just like all my other efforts of investigation.

I grab my phone, sending...