Amon’s pov
I can’t help but get furious because I know this is Amon’s doing. He f*****g hates me, and now he’s pretending to have my best interest at heart just because Peach is here.
“I promise, she did agree to tell the truth about you not being involved in any of this,” Amon says, his voice edged with annoyance.
“Stop pretending you care,” I snap. “I know you’re happy this is happening to me. You’d love it if more bad things came my way.”
Amon opens his mouth, about to retort, but Peach steps between us. “We shouldn’t be arguing about this. We need to find a solution,” she says, her eyes pleading.
“Tell Amon to stay out of it. I don’t need his help,” I say, glaring at him.
Amon’s face twists with anger. He turns to leave, but the door bursts open, revealing my father. His face is
