Nash POV
I listen outside the door and hear whispers and soft sobs. I hope I didn't cause this. I mean Amelia chose me, not Brent, and he should just accept that. I lay down on my bed and fall asleep confused.
I feel swaying so I open my eyes to find a sad Brent standing over me. "She left." he says and then walks out because I assume he needed to cry.
Brent POV
I walk out of Nash's house feeling totally vulnerable. Amelia is gone and I have no one. We have been through everything and it was all for nothing.
One minute I was holding her in my arms and the next she was walking away. It happened in the blink of an eye.
And I didn't even get the answers I was promised.
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FanficYou know him as a famous viner, Amelia knows him as Brent, the love of her life.
