AMELIA.
Few weeks had passed since the tragic event that led to Stefan's death. Amidst the fearful whispers and the gloom that settled within the pack, I was starting to regain my lost color.
The nightmares were less frequent and even if I thought daily about Stefan, the impact of his death was starting to reduce.
I finally found the will and courage to step out of my room, finally basking in the beauty of the sunlight. Falia, when she finally saw me, jumped into my arms in glee, extremely happy to see me before the scoldings began. She'd yelled at me for shutting everyone out, especially her, before pulling me into another hug and telling me how much she missed me. She begged me never to shut her out ever again.
It was never in my intentions to shut anyone out. It was why I was tryin
