Rogan's POV
My mind was a terrible mess, I wasn't able to even sleep well, as my mind couldn't delete the disgust on Amelia's face when I tried to kiss her.
All thanks to Ryder, she hated me, and I couldn't just live with it.
I got tired of worrying and asking myself questions, so I took out a paper from my drawer and a pencil and decided to draw.
It's been many years since I drew anything, I have grown to be my brother's beta and I have lost myself in the process.
I couldn't believe I begged for Amelia's attention, something I've never done at all thanks to my brother, Ryder.
While I started making sketches on the paper, a knock came at my door.
"Who is it?" I mumbled, but loud enough for whoever it was to hear me.
"It's me, Mase."
Even though Mase was my very good friend, I wasn
