AMELIA
Well, what I say about not caring anymore happens to be untrue. If God doesn't punish us for things we don't know, who am I to blame those who have no idea they are walking the wrong lane? That's an unfair thing to do.
I decide I will protect Malia since I'm acquainted with the crook she's getting involved with. I clean the floor, dry the clothes, and find a way to leave soon before they can take the thirty-minute drive to the house and proceed with only God knows what.
Thirty minutes, I have hope but unfortunately, there is a lot of damage done. Now it's over two hours since Cam and Malia left, and I am only left with anxiety and bile in my throat. At some point, Isaac has to go back to the dorm and prepare for his night run practice since he runs tracks and goes to the univers
