Amelia's POV
My heart was racing and I felt slightly faint. Slowly, the music from the ongoing party started to fade out of my ears and my head was just filled with terrifying thoughts.
He had gone again. How could I not have seen this coming? This is what always happened with Luca, he would just run away. How could he have promised me he wasn't going to run when that was exactly what he'd done?
I was taken back to that stormy night all those years ago, when Luca asked me that question:
"Come with us?"
I remember the way I had felt when he asked that. My heart began to race and yet I could barely feel it beating. My palms were sweaty, my mind fuzzy. Every part of me was screaming.
I still remember the storm that night.
At first, there was an unusually strong wind that made the shut
