Bab 848: Deal with commitment

He banged his hands on the steering wheel of his car, feeling like he was the dumbest person in the world. He ran his hand through his hair, wishing he could turn back time. But, of course, that was impossible. "He was..."

An idiot. 

Stupid!

That was what he was. 

His hand threw the phone to the passenger seat when all he heard on the other line was unreachable. He had tried calling her, but she had her phone turned off. He left countless messages, but she never responded.

"The most mindless prick." He looked at himself in the rearview mirror.

Yes, he was! He could not stop calling himself names, hoping he would finally realize all the mistakes he had been making since meeting Amelia and stop doing it again and again.

His grandmother was right. He already had the most wonderful woman in the world in his arms. And yet, he still managed to let her slip through his fingers because he was too afraid of his own shadow.