Faith
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Working for a rich family like the Thompson's, knowing that she was just like them once was hard for Amelia. The fact that she now had nothing left after losing her money, her friends, her boyfriend, her parents and her life caused Amelia to have no other choice but to accept her fate as a maid. She made the best of it, she made friends who always managed to put a smile on her face if only for a minute. It all changed for Amelia when a figure of her past slides it's way back into her life so suddenly that she didn't even know real from fake. It was too much for her and it was blamed all on faith. Faith she had to choose from. Ignore it, run and hide again or face it and fix the past. Suddenly the future wasn't so simple and predictable as Amelia thought it was, she couldn't even see into tomorrow. Would she run again or would she take the bull by it's horns and think of it as a second chance of happiness? She couldn't even see happiness in her future, how would she survive?
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