Callie's POV ....
By the time morning had broken, I had already been up. I couldn't sleep.
Even after Kameron had told me the truth about what had really happened my heart was still uneasy. I felt so many varying emotions inside of me.
I was angry, hurt, and numb all at the same time. It was so confusing.
I was meant to have an engagement party yesterday, but because Flo had decided to come and make a mess of things, yet again, I was forced to cancel.
I took my first swing and hit the bag.
Kameron had installed a punching bag on the back porch for me. He said that it would be good practice whenever I felt overwhelmed I could come and have a go at it.
Florence Elm had been a thorn in my side from the moment I met her. She made me want to act out of character. She made me want to do things that I normally would have never done had I not been provoked.
She made me want to murder. Murder her, specifically.
