Amanda's POV
Beta Matthew glanced at me for a moment while I shamefully looked away. “You were with him,” his word wasn’t a question but a statement. “I have been looking for you. Come with me.” He turned and began walking away, while I trailed behind him.
We entered his room, and I stood by the door, watching as he walked over to his dresser and picked up the hairdryer. “Come, have a seat,” he gestured, pointing at the chair for me. I was confused for a moment.
“Come, have a seat,” he urged, and I obeyed. I walked over to the dresser and took a seat. As I sat, I couldn't help but glance at my reflection in the mirror, seeing a shadow of my former self – tired, unkempt, and worn out.
I looked horrible; my once spotless skin looked unkempt, and my sea-blue eyes, once filled with life, n
