Chapter 18 Bad Times, Bad Lines.

°Amy’s POV°

“Have you been following me?” I scoffed, biting my tongue so as to hold back the frustration that made my blood boil like brew.

“Following you? I—”

“Get out,” The words came out of my mouth like they were forced, he chuckled under his breath, his shoulders shaking in rhythm.

“You ...

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