Amelia pov
Training went by fast today. Harper was not one to hold back. My mind was elsewhere, though. As the minutes ticked past, it was getting closer to something I had been dreading.
I walk inside of the place I once called home and almost collapse onto the floor in a pile of tears and heartbreak. It feels so cold and empty now, like all the life has been sucked from the once lively house.
“You don’t have to do this,” Hayden says, catching me so I don’t actually fall down onto the ground.
“No, I don't want strangers packing up nanas stuff.” I look towards the pile of boxes, regretting saying we should do this today. It felt too soon.
“We can come back another day,” Hayden says, opening the back door and letting Dobby out into the backyard to run around whilst we pack. The fences
