Amelia's POV

Tears wouldn't stop pouring from my eyes remembering the expression on Tristan's face when I left him. No one uttered a single word during the ride home, they were too furious to talk but I knew that I would now have to face my dad's wrath and punishment. God, why did this happen to me? Why can't I love someone and be loved in return? I wasn't doing anything wrong. I was doing well in my studies, I was a good daughter and sister. I had strong Christian beliefs and knew what was expected of me. I was serious about Tristan, and he was serious about me also....