Amelia's POV
It was over. I wasn't going to do it anymore. I had to leave Luca behind. I had to leave him in the past, it was where he belonged. If I didn't then I was going to waste my whole life waiting for him. A life left waiting was not a good life.
I still couldn't believe that I had admitted I still loved Luca. I don't think I really knew myself until the dreaded words escaped from my lips. As soon as one word came out it felt as though there was an avalanche of emotions, everything just started to rush out of me and I no longer had control of anything I said or did.
He had made me this way. Made me so dependent on his love to survive that I had forgotten how to live. Love couldn't be a prison for me. I needed to move on.
I sat, on the plane home to Boston, my mind racing with
