#Chapter43
Camila
SINCE I’M NOT ready to face Aunt Carissa, for now, I agreed to stay with Pyke at the hotel. I still owe them my life even my father’s lawyer paid her to take care of me since birth.
I’m still flabbergasted until this moment. I’m in between overwhelmed in finding out the truth about my father and a heartbroken that Aunt Carissa is not related to me by blood. Kill is not my cousin, but my heart says he is to me.
/"Babe, I let someone bring you some clothes. You’re freezing, I think you need a hot shower./" Pyke cups my face to give me a quick kiss. I can’t help but close my eyes and feel his warm skin on my face that gives me relief.
I nod glumly, sighing shakily. /"Thanks for being here. I really don’t know what to do if you didn’t come to follow me./" I take his hand, squeeze it, and rub his knuckles.
