SCARLETT POV
I had a few days to process everything. Amelia has been a great sounding board, surprisingly. Well, not really surprisingly. When I first met her, she was so in your face that I thought I would never get a word in edgewise. Then again, I barely spoke, since I didn’t have much to say. We both evened out and we had a good balance. Don’t get me wrong, she’s still her pushy self. The thing is that, now that we are friends, we know what each other needs. She knows when I need a push and when I need an ear. “Seems to me that although you felt pressured, you seemed to show interest in your father’s company.” She commented while painting her toenails. “True. I think the pressure I felt was amplified by the thought of marrying my high school sweetheart before graduating from college.
