It Never Ends | c.l

"I never wanted you to see any of this, you think it's something I enjoy?" Amelia muttered.

"At this moment in time I can't tell whether you enjoy it or not. I thought you were keeping something small," Chris said, his tone burning with rage. "I didn't expect this, Amelia!".

If only things could be the way they used to where secrets still remained and there was no boy with those gorgeous eyes which never stayed one colour, no thick irish accent whose words echoed throughout Amelia's mind. If only...