"Oh," Lara said casually, meeting Amelia's eyes in the mirror, "it's you."
"You know me?" Amelia asked as she straightened her back.
Lara hesitated as she looked at the reflection of the girl in the mirror whose eyes had turned red from crying.
"I just heard some comments about you."
"What kind of comments?" Amelia raised her eyebrows.
Lara glanced at her as if she were assessing her.
"That you and Liam are not a good match and that he deserves someone better."
Amelia froze and looked at Lara with an unfathomable expression.
If Liam had chosen her, maybe she could fight for him.
But how could she compete with someone he already loved?
"They are right," she whispered. "I don't deserve him…"
The words felt heavy but they are the truth.
She slid down slowly until her back hit the cold tiled wall.
Then she hugged her knees like a child.
The sobs came harder.
