Amelia's heart pounded in her chest as she spotted Matheo across the support ground. With a determined stride, she approached him, her mind swirling with questions and uncertainty.
"Matheo," she called out, her voice tinged with urgency as she reached his side.
He turned to face her, his expression guarded. "Amelia," he replied, his tone curt.
The tension between them was palpable as they stood facing each other, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavy in the air.
"What's going on, Matheo?" Amelia pressed, her voice quivering with emotion. "Why have you been avoiding me?"
Matheo hesitated for a moment before he spoke, his gaze flickering with a hint of regret. "Amelia, I... I can't do this anymore," he admitted, his words laden with sorrow.
Confusion swept over Amelia as she struggled to comprehend his meaning. "What do you mean? Can't do what?"
Matheo sighed heavily, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "Harrison is my friend," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't continue to be friends with you while knowing what he's done."
Amelia felt as if the ground had dropped out from beneath her feet. The revelation sent shockwaves through her, leaving her reeling with disbelief.
"But... but why, Matheo?" she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "You know I would never condone his actions. Please, don't let this come between us."
Matheo's expression softened, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and resignation. "I'm sorry, Amelia," he said softly. "But I can't ignore what I know. I have to do what's right for me."
Amelia's heart shattered into a million pieces as the weight of his words washed over her. Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to find the right words to say.
"Please, Matheo," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the din of the support ground. "Don't do this. Don't shut me out."
But Matheo's resolve remained firm as he turned away, leaving Amelia standing alone amidst a sea of faces.
As she watched him walk away, a profound sense of loss washed over her, leaving her feeling more alone than ever before. The bond they had shared, once so strong and unbreakable, now lay shattered at her feet.
With a heavy heart, Amelia realized that sometimes, even the deepest connections can be torn asunder by the harsh realities of life. And as she stood there, grappling with the pain of rejection, she knew that some wounds would never fully heal.
Amelia stumbled into her hostel room, her eyes blurred with tears and her heart heavy with sorrow. Collapsing onto her bed, she buried her face in her hands and let the floodgates open. The weight of recent events pressed down on her, threatening to suffocate her with their crushing intensity.
She cried until her tears ran dry, her sobs echoing off the walls of the empty room. But even as the tears subsided, the ache in her chest remained, a constant reminder of the pain that had taken root within her.
With a trembling hand, Amelia reached for her phone, her fingers hovering over the screen as she debated whether to make the call. But deep down, she knew there was only one person who could provide the answers she sought.
Summoning all her courage, she dialed Harrison's number, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for him to pick up.
"Hello?" His voice was cold and distant, sending a shiver down Amelia's spine.
"Harrison, it's me," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can we talk?"
There was a long pause on the other end of the line, the silence stretching out between them like an unbridgeable chasm.
Finally, Harrison spoke, his voice devoid of emotion. "Fine. Meet me at the university tomorrow morning. Eight o'clock. Don't be late."
Amelia's heart sank at his curt response, but she swallowed her disappointment and forced herself to focus on the task at hand. She needed answers, and she would do whatever it took to get them.
With a heavy sigh, she ended the call and sank back onto her bed, her mind swirling with a maelstrom of conflicting emotions. Tomorrow would bring its own challenges, but for now, all she could do was wait and hope that somehow, she would find the closure she so desperately sought.
The next morning, as the sun peeked over the horizon, Amelia found herself once again facing the daunting prospect of confronting Harrison. Despite the nagging doubts that tugged at her heart, she was determined to see this through, to finally lay bare the truths that had been hidden in the shadows for far too long.
Before leaving for the university, Amelia sought out Julie, her faithful companion in times of trouble. As she recounted her plans for the day, Julie's expression morphed from surprise to concern.
"Are you sure this is a good idea, Amelia?" Julie's voice was laced with worry as she glanced at her friend. "Harrison hurt you deeply, and I'm not convinced he deserves a second chance."
Amelia's resolve wavered for a moment as she met Julie's concerned gaze. She knew her friend spoke from a place of love and concern, but she couldn't ignore the gnawing ache in her heart—the need to confront Harrison, to demand answers, to find closure.
"I have to do this, Julie," she said, her voice firm despite the uncertainty that lingered within her. "I need to know why he did what he did, and I won't rest until I have the truth."
Julie sighed, her expression softening with understanding. "Just promise me you'll be careful, okay? Harrison may not have your best interests at heart."
Amelia offered her friend a reassuring smile before heading out the door, her mind consumed with thoughts of the impending meeting. She couldn't afford to let doubt cloud her judgment now, not when she was so close to uncovering the secrets that had haunted her for so long.
As she made her way to the university, each step felt heavier than the last, the weight of anticipation pressing down on her shoulders. But despite the uncertainty that loomed ahead, Amelia was determined to face whatever lay in store with courage and resilience.
For better or for worse, she was ready to confront Harrison and finally put an end to the lingering doubts that had plagued her for far too long.