Amelia's POV I pressed my lips tight in deep thought when Mrs. Pat admitted that she’d told Liam about my outing, but I didn't allow the whispers in my head to spoil my mood. “It's not as if I am hiding anything, it's just that the way he reacts to everything I do makes me angry. He has no trust in me, and I am tired of begging for it. I don't want him to mingle in my life and I wouldn't do that to him either. At the same time, I understand your worries” I gently nodded, letting it go. “Alright, dear. I am sorry, and that wouldn't happen again” Everywhere became silent. “What…” I stopped talking when I saw what she pulled out of her pocket, hanging her hand up for me to see it very well. It's my necklace. “I think this gold jewelry fell off your body,” she said, stretching her hand out to give it to me. Heat started rising from my stomach, but I wrapped up my emotions, trying to act like I wasn't about to pee on my body. Just for the talk on this to end, I qu
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