Love and Conflicts

Amelia's POV

I lay in bed, overcome by tears, my emotions flowing like a torrential river. The venomous words his mother had uttered continued to echo in my mind, leaving a searing imprint. How could someone be so callous and hurtful? My gaze was fixed on the outside scenery, the view beyond the windowpane serving as a temporary escape from the pain that gnawed at my heart. The world outside seemed to blur as if I were being transported away from the torment within.

The soft click of the door registered in my ears, but I couldn't summon the strength to lift my gaze or acknowledge the presence on the other side. Gabriel's voice filled the room, a greeting that usually brought comfort, yet now I felt too overwhelmed to respond. I allowed his words to wash over me, letting his presence blend into the background. The emotional turmoil was simply too much to bear, and I was teetering on the edge of my endurance. Even a raised voice would be enough to shatter whatever fragile composure I ha