A good start

Amelia picked up her phone and ran out of the room after she saw James was bent on getting his slut naked right in front of her.

She cried aloud as she ran to nowhere in particular. She could feel her heart breaking into pieces inside of her.

‘Why did I ever think he would feel something for me?! Why did I believe he would want to have anything to do with me! He has always made it so clear but I keep giving myself stupid hopes! You’re a fool Amelia.’

She ran up to the third floor and entered one of the rooms. She switched on the lights and looked around briskly.

She walked to the neatly laid bed and sat on it. She lowered her head and continued crying. At that point, she needed a friend badly, but she had known.

“Shouldn’t he have at least done this another day? I would have preferred he ignored me and sent me out of the room alone. Not with another woman!” She mumbled in tears.

Her phone began to ring all of a sudden, and she wiped her eyes with her hand and checked who the cal