I did not know how to react anymore.
I was standing behind a glass window observing as Andrew talked with Camila. In a sense, I was grateful that he did not ask me to go there but a part of me was worried too. I did not know how to cope up.
According to Jane, Camila had hurt a lot of artists. She was a crazy type of lady who believed that if she could not have a man then no one can but this was something more ridiculous. This was getting personal now.
If Ella had not done what she had done then maybe things might be different. Andrew might not be suffering now. Everything would have been avoided.
The guilt was consuming me whole. If only things were different. My eyes were tinted as I observed Andrew. He was brave.
If I was in his position right now, if I had to go inside and talk with Camila I might not have been able to hold this longer. I might have freaked out or maybe worse, I might have ridiculed the situation. Ridicule her.
