Chapter 24 Somewhere To Go.

°Amy's POV.°

I sat at the bus stop, pressing my hands against my thighs, biting my lower lip as if I was feeling cold…but I wasn't cold, even though my hands trembled and my knuckles turned white each time I clenched my fists.

I didn't know what I was doing there, but all I knew was that I was wai...

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