What was she doing here!?
Amy's heart sank into her stomach as she recounted his words in her head. He had only muttered those words under his breath, but she didn't miss it.
Did he not want her here? Did he really just aviod her, without even sparing a glance at her? Was she that awful, that he couldn't even respond back to her? Then why had he invited her?
Amy turned to watch him walking towards the entrance of the hall with a sad face. Something in her told her there was a misunderstanding, but she didn't want to buy into that silly excuse. She felt crushed and his words were messing with her head. She didn't like the feelings that were building up in her, maybe she shouldn't have come.
She felt a storm of anger brewing inside of her. She was beginning to her regret all her efforts towards getting his attention....she shouldn't have done all this. But the more she got vexed by Blake's actions, the more she hated herself for even letting him have such effect on her.
