Amelia's pov
"Please, I am sorry," I held onto him with all my might, unwilling to let go, feeling his heart beating against my chest.
I continued to hug him from the back, whispering, "I'm sorry,"
He stiffened upon our contact, then gently removed my hands. I was taken aback, unwilling to let him go so easily.
I stood in front of him, "Please, scold me, or even hit me for not standing up for us," I asked in a trembling voice.
His teary eyes stayed fixed on me, "It's late. Go to sleep," he whispered
He turned to leave, but I couldn't bear the thought of losing him. I hugged him again.
My voice broke as I begged for forgiveness, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry. Forgive me, please," I squeezed my eyes shut as I hugged him.
He disengaged from the hug and questioned, "What are you ap
