When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
~ 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, ‘