"Get out of my house." "What-why?" "I'm breaking up with you. So leave... before I really lose it." My jaw dropped. Break up? Was I hearing him right? This was the same boy who promised me forever. And now he was telling me to go? "You're joking... right?" I tried to sound firm, but my voice betrayed me. "Amelia." He snapped my name, then dragged a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. "I said get out... before I drag you out myself." He still wouldn't look at me. His voice was calm-too calm. But at the very end, it slipped. Just a little. It shook.