'You've had this thing going on with Reagan for about two weeks now. You've never had this kind of relationship with someone before. The closest thing to this you've had was with Karma: the coloured cheeks, the handholding, the kissing.' Reagan asks Amy to meet her friends.

'There's a brief moment of hesitation. This isn't Karma. This isn't a stranger at a carnival. This is a girl you think you may actually like, and she likes you back, and she's gently biting down on your bottom lip. So you thread your hand through her hair and pull her closer.' Amy attempts to move on with Reagan.

'I love you more than I've ever loved anyone.' she says, pressing a long, soft kiss to Karma's forehead, breathing her in. 'Which is why I'm doing this.' Amy has one final birthday present for Karma. It's time to move on.

'If Mr Danville had entered Greer's room thirty seconds earlier, he would have found his daughter pinned beneath the youngest, shirtless, Carver. It was only the creak of the staircase that alerted the two teens to the unexpected presence of a parent.' A oneshot take on the sneaking around Brenna and Greer will inevitably be getting up to in 1b.

'Are you ready' You nod because you are. You're ready to feel something not put together piece by piece out of guilt. You're ready to feel something and not have it knocked back down; somewhere in between watching from afar, and being caught right in the rubble.' After spending the night together and the truth coming out, Amy tells Reagan about Liam.

Karma's parents invite Liam to join them for dinner and it becomes the last straw for Amy.

She doesn't understand how she ended up in Liam Booker's room. She doesn't understand how she ended up in ridiculous lingerie Karma had bought. She doesn't understand how she ended up with Karma's hands on her waist. And yet, here she is.