He had stopped when he heard his name called out, turning on his heel when he heard Amelia behind him. A look of concern and confusion was plastered across Ray’s face. “Was I supposed to assume that you were covered in scars? I mean, I know you’ve had a rough past, but I could never have even imagined anything like that.”
Ray’s fingers twisted together as he thought. He paced from the bar to the stairs in silence twice before joining Amelia on the stairs. “Why didn’t you tell me?” His voice sounded broken and distant, his eyes not meeting hers.
Looking uo, she thought about the reason. Was she afraid? No, not really. Or was she? Amelia bit her lip.
“I don’t know. I was afraid you would look at me, differently. Just like Laurel did, in the beginning.” Amelia was scared of the pain of losing him, just like she had lost in the past. “I’m not the fragile teenager I was before the island, anymore. But sometimes, it feels like I am.”
“I mean, yeah. Of course I’m going to look at you differently,” Ray admitted, realizing that probably wasn’t the best thing to day. He turned and looked at Amelia, hoping to catch her eyes.
“I’m going to look at you differently because I know what you’ve been through. I’m not going to look down on you by any means, but I will respect you much more for going through that.” Ray stated matter-of-factly. “I know you’re not. The island changed you in ways I cannot imagine. And while I didn’t know you back then, I imagine she was pretty amazing.”
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