Chapter 67 Ugh, Jonathan **Trigger Warning – Sexual Assault**

• Amelie’s POV
• The party is wall-to-wall people. Peter leads Tiff through the crowd by the hand, and in return, Tiff has a death grip on my hand. We wade through the sea of people until we reach the large kitchen. Every surface in the kitchen is covered in alcohol bottles. Several guys try to thrust cups into my hands, which I politely decline. It’s so overwhelming for me. I feel like I can’t breathe. I see the back door in the kitchen and signal to Tiff that I’m just going to pop outside for some fresh air.
• I step outside and breathe the fresh air in. I was never one for parties in high school. I had better things to do, like survive. There was never any money for extra things, and if there was, I channeled it all into Zander. His football and swimming cost a lot of money. So, I never did anything for myself extracurricular wise. I wasn’t mad about it, however. It helped me be so determined in my studies. To push myself to get the best marks so I could go to college. I laugh to myself. Now look at me. I’m set to marry a billionaire. Maybe I should talk to the Dean at the university. I feel bad being on a scholarship when I have unlimited money. Maybe they can give the scholarship to someone else that needs it. Yes, that’s what I’ll do. Make someone else’s dream come true.