"Hi, Amy," John stood in front of Amelia. Despite the encounter not being voluntary, and her initial panic when she saw him from the other side of the parking lot, she felt relieved to control herself before he approached. Now she tried to display her best expression of naturalness to him. The truth was, she didn't need to act like he was a monster because he wasn't. But a part of her found it very strange to meet him again right at that moment. I mean, they had spent years only talking on the phone, and until the last time they spoke, he lived on the other side of the state. And now he was there, standing in front of her?
Was it really just a wicked coincidence of fate? Amelia didn't know, but if it weren't for her current reality as a new resident of the rebel pack, she would probably
