ERII HEMSWORTH'S POV
I stumble in my room sweating profusely. My breathe comes in short pants as I shut the door with shaky hands.
She wasn't lying. She was r*ped. She was ab*sed. She had suffered. She wasn't lying. She wasn't lying. She wasn't lying . . .
" Haaaaaaaa." I scream falling on the floor and tears run down my cheeks.
" Aaaaaahhhhhh." I yell trying to ease this pain erupting in my chest. I rip my shirt from my body and throw it on the bed.
Amber . . . my Amber wasn't lying. I was the wrong one here. So much , she suffered so much and I humiliated her so much.
Emptiness is all I feel , losing her wasn't easy but there is not a thing I can do about it. I feel pathetic to be myself. I feel pathetic to stand in such circumstances with nothing with me. Please come back an
