AMELIA
I grabbed the broken bottle before Jake could say a word. My hands trembled as I clutched the jagged pieces, the remnants of my carefully crafted plan now mocking me. Without a second thought, I bolted out of the mansion, ignoring the sharp sting in my palm as the glass bit into my skin. Sofia and Sandra, who had been waiting anxiously, immediately rushed to my side.
“Amelia! What happened?” Sandra asked, her voice tight with concern.
I didn’t answer. My legs carried me to a large tree near the edge of the estate. Dropping to my knees, I began to claw at the soil with my bare hands, tears streaming down my face. The soil was cold and rough, but I didn’t care.
“Amelia!” Sofia’s voice was sharp as she knelt beside me. “What are you doing?”
I threw the broken bottle into the sh
