~ A M E L I A ~
He pushed me.
He pushed me…
…Off a cliff!
A CLIFF.
That bastard.
The second he pushed me, my heart sank to my stomach and felt like it was going to fall out of my rear with the amount of anxiety and fear that consumed me.
I knew I should never have trusted him.
I gasped loudly, not having time to process my impending death, but…
There was no splat. Why was there no splat?
My eyes were squeezed shut so tight, I thought my eyelids were going to rip. A few seconds passed, and enough courage grew within me, I peeled my eyes open and saw Everett gripping onto my forearms.
He was smiling. That arsehole still had that smug smirk plastered all over his stupidly handsome face. If he hadn't been preventing me from sudden death, I would slap him silly.
I snarled, ‘
