Amelie
"Are you feeling alright?" Hassan's voice asked from a near distance. Is everything alright, Amy?" he asked, his voice gentle and filled with genuine worry.
"I'm fine." I answered while doing my best to keep the shock of everything that just happened a few minutes ago out of my face. "You didn't have to come after me." I said as I fought with the wind for custody of my hair.
"You seemed troubled, how could I enjoy the tour when you aren't there?"
Now I felt bad for making him worry, but it was nothing compared to the guilt I felt Inside for kissing another man. I tried to justify my actions by arguing with my conscience that Liam was the one who had kissed me, but it wasn't doing me any good. No matter how much I tried, there was no looking past the fact that I'd let him kiss me. A part of me had always craved for his lips, and that was the truth.
