99: Unravelled

Amelia sat on the edge of the bed, her brain running wild rabbit trails. She was waiting for Josh to come back. She tried once again to untangle the threads, but they just seemed to knot more up.

She felt like her heart had been ripped from her chest and she tried desperately to keep herself in one piece. She knew Josh loved her, that he would treat her like a princess.

And she did love Josh, maybe not in the right way, but she could live with it. If she had to be alone she would fall to pieces and never pick herself up again.

She heard the door open and expected it to be Josh coming back, she was ready to accept him, hoping it could push away the pain if only shortly.

"Ami ?" No she had to have heard wrong, her head snapped up, no it really was Connor standing in the doorway. His eyes shining yellow and his voice deeper, half a growl.

She stared at him, how had he come there ? And why ? He leaned on the door frame, but there was no wheelchair in sight, had he walked ? "Connor