POV: Amelia
“Why are you really here, and how long do you intend to stay?” I asked her, glaring daggers at her. The more she hangs around here, the more time she will have to snoop around me and gather more information and evidence to take to my father. She smiled evilly in response to my question and I guess she is thinking the same thing with me right now.
“Why are you so eager to make me leave, are you afraid that I might find out the real reason why you are here?” She asked me, her face full of smiles.
“No, Lucia, I have nothing to hide, so I have no idea what you expect to find out from me. But I do need you out of my life and out of my space as soon as possible. I don’t like you, and neither does my son, George. Or, is it your plan to scare him to death with your mind bugging pr
