Amelia
Looking at Agron standing at the foyer like he owned the place with a smug smile while the warriors surrounded him.
A memory tagged at my consciousness but before I could grasp it, it disappeared. Staring at him I know there is something I should be remembering but I just couldn’t no matter what I tried.
“Amelia, how is my favorite power bank?” he asked, his eyes scanning me in a way that made my skin crawl.
“What are you doing here, Agron, what do you want?” I was honestly not in the mood to deal with his bullshit.
Plus what was with him showing up out of the blues? especially knowing that we are sworn enemies.
“Can’t I just come and check up on you and Tristan…how is our little boy by the way, I hope you're taking good care of him for me?”
It was so disgusting the nerve h
