~Camila’s POV~
Welling up in tears as I hugged Luke so tightly as though my life depended on it.
How come Luke knows so much about me, the pictures I took with Chris before I made sure they were not published? How did Luke know that Chris was my husband?
After that, I overheard him say,
“Do you trust me, Camila?”
I’m not sure how to respond to his question because I’ve just met Luke, but he looks like the type of person who would never judge me. I nodded, unsure of what Luke intended to accomplish.
“Before you became Camila Grayston, you were Camila Mendoza, and I’ll be damned if I watched you suffer at the hands of that ungrateful man.” He said as he hoisted me up and escorted me inside the building. I’m not sure I’m ready to accept such an act out of the blue, but I’m going to trust Luke. He instantly laid me down once we were inside the building. After that, he switched back to being my assistant.
What the devil was that?
