AMELIA’S P.O.V
When Blake leaned down to kiss me, my first thought was to turn my head to the side and avoid his kiss. I was angry with him for leaving me. I was angry with him for keeping me in the dark about everything. I wanted to know how long he had been aware of the plans my father and Brittany had against me. I wanted to know why he felt so comfortable with leaving me. I was furious but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away from him.
There was something comforting and familiar about his touch. There was something warming about his hold and I couldn’t help but just lie there and allow him press his lips to mine. Even if I wanted to, I was too weak to push him away and so I did nothing.
