SON OF A GUN

—~[AMELIA]~—

“Okay. If you say so." Isabella finally says easing the extremely high tension in the sitting room a little bit.

“I am just really hoping that everything you're saying right now is the truth and you are not lying to us.“ She says and I bite my lip. " We really do want to believe you Amelia because I myself don't believe you are capable of committing such an atrocity so please just let whatever you are telling us be the truth. I totally don't like the idea of what I am thinking right now.“ She says and I grit my teeth.

How the hell did I even end up in this situation in the first place? It is all because of that devil. That son of a…..

I bite my lip and take in a deep breath nervously fiddling with my fingers. Just what the heck….. I almost slipped.

Shit!!!!

I almost fucking messed everything up!!!! Just a little inch and I would have been blown away. This is the worst situation I have ever been in in my entire life of existence. How did it all get to this extent? I sh