[Amelia's POV - continued from last chapter]
"I was just wondering why you're still trying to help me. I have been nothing but horrible to you," he spoke, while he proceeded to look at the floor.
"You might not have made things easy for me, but after a bit of thinking, I can understand why.. I'm sure it hasn't been easy for you either; you were forced to rely so much on someone else, and for some reason, you decided to put that trust in me.
But I realized I broke that trust by not consulting you about what I should and shouldn't be doing. I'm sure, not being able to do what you love and get things done in your own way can be pretty stressful, so I'm truly sorry about that," I spoke, as I grabbed a towel and put it over his shoulders, making his eyes meet mine, as I sent him a sm
