Chapter 179.

Amelia's POV

"When I woke up this morning," I continued, my voice gaining a touch of strength, "things weren't exactly as I expected."

There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end. "What do you mean? What wasn't as expected?"

My gaze flickered to Blair, who offered a small nod of encouragement. "There was... someone else there," I said, the words tasting bitter on my tongue.

"Someone else? Amelia, who are you talking about?"

I took another deep breath, steeling myself for his reaction. "Jenna," I blurted out, hating the way my voice wobbled with unshed tears. "She came to the house this morning and told me she was moving back in."

There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the line. "Jenna? What are you talking about?"

His bewildered tone gave me a flicker of hope. Maybe, just maybe, Jenna had been lying through her teeth.

"She said she was coming back to live with you, that you were getting back together," I explained, my voice gaining a touch of strength. "And the