*Sean*
I'm resting on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, a giant knot twisting in my stomach. I've never felt this confused and torn apart in my life.
When Cory, out of the blue, told me it would be okay to go after Amelia, I was taken aback. Was he just lashing out randomly because I was there, or did he truly trust me to protect her? Or maybe he saw through me?
I thought I'd been discreet. I know it's wrong to harbor feelings for her, and normally, I wouldn't even consider acting on them. I can't do that to Cory. Amelia loves him with all her heart, and I'm just a friend, I know this.
But right now, it's hard. The situation blurs the lines, and I'm struggling to stay on the right side of some invisible boundary, to be the friend she needs. The way she clings to me and snuggles close
