Disillusioned
What had she done?
What had she really done?
Amelia couldn't help but feel like shit for the hundredth time in a literal span of two minutes. She had been a bitch to her sister. Maybe she had her reasons for hating on her and hating her, but were they really justified, or were they simply blinded by her anger?
Of all the things she could have done, she chose to hate her sister for eight years.
It had been eight years, and there was nothing she could do to solve her current problem. Everyone was feeling giddy and shit, happy about their fucking reunion, but why was she not happy? She didn't even see Jia, but from what Jenny had said, she knew her sister had been here.
She needed answers from Jia. She needed to understand why in the fuck she would take the fall for something that could have as well not been her fault.