Amelia’s POV
I had spent the entire drive home rehearsing the words.
Yet, every time I imagined saying it to Damien, my heart started racing and my arms broke out in goosebumps.
By the time I stepped through the front door, I had already changed my mind more than ten times.
Maybe I should wait, maybe this isn’t the right time,maybe I should keep it to myself until the time was right.
But I realized waiting would only make things more complicated. I had to tell Damien, and I had to tell him today.
I looked at the time.
6:17pm
Great, Damien wasn’t home yet. Gives me time to gather my thoughts and compose myself properly.
I walked into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water.
I had barely taken a sip when I heard the front door open.
My heart skipped.
Damien was home. I for
