Emma's POV.
I finally found Amanda down by the lake. She was sitting on the grass, staring out into the distance. She was playing with a blade of grass between her fingers. She looked distracted and sad.
I was really nervous about approaching her. I had absolutely no idea how she'd react. I was scared that she would just ignore me and walk away, or worse, have another go at me and accuse me of more hurtful things.
I stood there, a few feet away, just staring at the back of her head. My heart was beating so loud that I was sure that she could hear it, but she was oblivious to my presence. For a split second, I thought about turning around and walking back to the pack house. Crawling into bed next to Shaun seemed like a pretty tempting alternative. I didn't though. Even if Amanda hated me
