CHAPTER TWENTY
dear journal,
i'm done. all my trust ever built up in everyone is gone. i trust no one. not even harry. i've realized that no matter how long you've known someone, that doesn't mean they won't stab you in the back.
the meal was great.
the concert was great.
the kiss was great.
but what i did after, wasn't.
once again, stupid amelia lerwick let things get too far. i gave him what he wanted.
and he's gone.
i am tired of being pushed around and treated like the worthless little girl i am. i am so useless. i want to close my eyes and never have them open again.
but i'm too much a whimp to give people what they want.
- amelia xx
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