Amelie's POV
“It doesn’t matter what my feelings are for Amelie.” The statement repeats in my brain as we are in the limo on the ride home. I’m staring out the window, facing away from Nathan. What does that statement mean? He has feelings. He doesn’t have feelings. He doesn’t care about my feelings and wants to use me.
“Are you OK, Amelie?” Nathan queried.
“I’m fine, just a bit tired.”
“Are you sure?” he questioned.
“Yes,” I whispered.
He leaves me in silence. I need it. I can’t look at him right now. I lose all defenses when he looks in my eyes or smiles.
I look at my phone, and a text message from Tiff goes off.
Tiff: Looks like you’re in the news again.
Amelie: What?
Tiff sends me the link.
Society rag mag…. GIRLFRIEND OF BILLIONAIRE NATHAN MICHAELS STEALS THE SHOW AND HEAR
