Ezra
I keep looking back, watching Amelia disappear as we drive away. My heart hurts leaving her, but I must appease my parents and Olympia. Her name leaves a bad taste in my mouth, especially now after the news I got from Amelia. I sigh heavily, lean against the cold window, and look out at the humble neighborhood we drive through. I spot Fischer Meats and wonder if that is the place Amelia's family owns.
"What's wrong, babe?" Willow asks, rolling down the partition.
I flick my eyes to her, "I don't want to go to dinner."
"You know you have to," Willow replies.
"I just- "I trail off.
"You have to tell them you don't want to marry Olympia," Willow states.
"You know I can't do that, Wills," I sigh. "It will send a titanic ripple through my life. Father has said if I don't marry her
