Amelia's Point of View:
I sat in the tub, trying to soak. However, Chase’s anger was hurting me. I hated that it upsetted him. Hell, I was mad at myself, to be honest. Why did I try to hide that from him was a f*****g mystery to me. Just like he said, we were not together. My phone rang on the side of me and I sighed as I grabbed it and answered it.
“Hello?” I answered the phone.
“How are you?” Samantha asked me.
“Not good.”
“Uh oh. What happened?”
I sighed, leaning my head back against the tiled wall.
“Chase is angry with me.”
“Why? It wasn’t your fault.”
“I didn’t tell him about the s****l relationship I kind of had with the boss.”
“Oh!”
“He didn’t take it well at all.”
“Just give him space, Amelia. He just found some s**t out and it’s going to take him a minute. He needs
