The third point of view:
Camille told herself she didn't care, however when she got home, she kept pacing up and down in agitation. She considered calling Eden, to tell him to let the man go - her father wasn't worth getting his hands dirtied with blood - but she couldn't. Not when she had been lying to him all this while.
"God," Camille ran her hands through her root, clutching her hair. What was she going to do? What was the possibility she still had a marriage after this? Would Eden take her back with all her lies? Wasn't it better she started packing her things and left? Before he handed her the divorce papers? Yeah, that would be better.
She knew from the beginning that this arrangement between them wasn't going to work - even though she was beginning to like him. Wiping her face with her palm, Camille took a deep breath and stood to her feet, it was time to leave. She would make things easier on Eden by leaving first.
