#Chapter34
PYKE
/"CAMILA, WHAT ARE you doing here?/" Seeing her looks broken makes me want to kill that bastard. I don’t know why I ignored Bash’s warning about Gray. Now, I’m blaming myself for what happened to her.
/"Can I come in?/" Her voice wheezes.
Her bloodshot and puffy eyes flash with sadness. She looks like she cried all day. She puts a misty pink scarf around her neck to hide her bruise, and a carnation pink gloss on her lips. She’s only wearing a simple red shirt and tight black jeans under her brown cashmere coat, but still, she manages to allure me.
/"Does Wright know you’re coming?/"
She lowers her gaze down. I don’t even know why I bother asking, of course, Kyland won’t allow her to see me again.
/"You should be on bed rest. Your throat is not healed yet. The last thing you should do is to be here. Let me drive you home, Babe./"
