Amelia's Point of View.
I didn't lose consciousness when I fell, thank the Moon Goddess, but it happened so quickly that I was unable to get my hands out in front of me and sadly landed on my face. My lip was cut, my nose was streaming with blood, and Christ did it hurt. But the damage could have been much worse, and besides, I was starting to heal. Albeit slowly.
"This is all your f*****g fault!" Peyton fumed at Nathan. Once Nathan had regained consciousness, the two of them continually growled at each other. This had now given way to words, so we were making some progress.
"Me??" Nathan screamed with injustice. "How is this my fault? You were no more than a few seconds away from murdering me. How could I possibly have made her collapse when I was incapable of getting breath
