Amelia's POV
I wasn't prepared to see Mark again, not in a million years. He looked better than the last time I had seen him, although I was sure his body was littered with scars and injuries.
He didn't even acknowledge me.
But perhaps that was for the better? The last time I had gotten in trouble for trying to see him. And that didn't end very well. In fact I...
"Amelia," A voice pulled me from my thoughts.
I raised my head up. And Mark was standing in front of me. I felt my heart skip a beat, so many emotion and words rushing to my heart and tongue. So many things I wanted to say, but couldn't find the heart to.
"Mark.." I whispered. "You're..."
"I'm fine, as you can see." He replied, his voice having an edge to it. His eyes raked over my body and a short loved laugh escaped his
