Amelia’s POV
“Don’t say that, you are not doomed Amelia, it’s just a shirt, we can get another one.” Rebecca said in a bid to calm me down but it will take a lot more than that to calm me down.
How the hell does she expect me to buy a new shirt?
How the f**k does she expect me to be able to afford a new five thousand dollar shirt?
Pacing around, my chest heaved and my heart thumped so loud and fast I felt like tearing my chest apart and pulling my heart out.
Castriel won’t let me go if he sees this, I’ve tried to be far away from him for a week and this time, I’m more than certain that he’s going to have my head on a stake if he saw this.
What should I do? How do I get out of this?
“I don’t have a thousand dollars to my name, I only have fifty bucks.” I said, my voice shaky and my
