AMELIA’S POV.
I had no idea what was coming for me for the rest of the week. I thought my constant suffering was going to come to an end soon enough but it seemed as if every day made it even worse. Trying to get to Jax had become impossible, a tiresome routine that left me feeling empty, angry and stupid each time I was given one excuse or the other.
That didn't deter my courage at first, at some point the constant disappointments motivated me to keep pushing and keep trying, but it got so frustrating to the point where I began considering giving up and facing the world that was against me now.
Days slowly became days, and it felt like every attempt to talk to him was ment with closed doors or convenient disappearances.
The way Stefan said it at times told me that he was lying about i
