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“Why?” My voice sounded so cold and distant. I didn’t even recognize it.
“Amelia, I…” he couldn’t even continue.
“For years, I cried to you about that night. I told you about the man who had pulled me from the fire. I felt I owed my life to the man who had saved me. And you knew all this time. You knew, and you said nothing.”
My voice raised, and people began to look our way, but I didn’t care what people thought.
I wasn’t mad that he had been there but was upset that they hid it from me. I deserved to know.
“I didn’t know. I promise. Not until recently. My father knew, and he told me recently. But if I did, what good would it have done? Would it have brought your mother back?”
“I still deserved to know. I was in that accident, not you.”
“And my mother died in it too!” He boomed back.
“And so did mine!”
Pain. That was the only thing that I could feel right now. But it was that emotional pain that was now manifesting into the physical.
My chest squeezed tightly, the walls of my heart constricting. I clutched my chest, willing my lungs to continue to breathe. The room tilted, and my balance faltered for a second. Thankfully, Jacob was there to help steady me.
“Amelia?” His voice sounded so distant like I was underwater. “Amelia?”
My body lost all its strength, and I tumbled to the floor. But just before my head could hit the ground, I was caught. My eyes stared up at the ceiling, the blood rushing past my ears and obscuring my hearing.
I blinked, trying to focus on my blurring vision.
“Someone call…” I couldn’t catch the last bit of his sentence.
Jacob came into view, his panicked face filling my vision. “Stay awake for me, okay? Someone, please help!”
I turned my head slightly toward him. “The baby…”
That was the very last thing I remembered before my eyes closed on me. I tried to fight against them, but I had no strength. My body didn’t feel like my own.
The last thing that weighed heavy on my chest was that I would never get to tell the man that I loved and that he owned my heart.
How much time had I wasted being scared? How much time had he wasted not telling me?
That was the problem with us humans: we put off things until it was the very last second—until it was all too late.
31
AMELIA
“It’s coming down tonight,” my mother stopped at the traffic light. She then turned to me with a slight smile on her face. “Why the long face?”
“I don’t want to go to a new school.”
We had just moved to Braven Bay a week ago, and I struggled to say the least. I wouldn't say I liked change, it was the hardest thing for me, but Mom wanted me to embrace the adventure.
I saw no adventure in this place. It was a small town with people so tightly knit together that they had already formed friend groups. I was the new girl—the alien.
I hated standing out; nothing stood out more than being the new girl.
“Bubs,” she said, reaching over the console. “Moving here is a big adjustment; I promise you will love it.”
Braven Bay, Wisconsin- This was my mother’s old hometown, at least from birth to age 14. We were here and I didn’t know how to feel. She was happy, but I was lost.
