Camila
“What do you mean you’re dropping the complaint?” Kyland rebukes as soon as the word drop leaves my mouth.
I sit on the couch, ignoring his sharp voice and eyes blazing like a torch. When Pyke told me who Aaron Gray is, I know I’m going to be under public scrutiny. Pyke was not happy though. Nevertheless, he didn’t argue about it. I’ve no doubt when he said he will stand by my side if I’ll change my mind.
“Are you listening to me, Camila? Why are you going to do that? Did Hughes force you to drop it?” He can literally burn this whole apartment with anger. His face turns red, nostrils are flaring, and hands already balled into fists.
“Leave him out of this, Kyland,” Bianca says, cutting the tensions in the room. She takes a seat beside me.
“Oh.” He raises his brow. “Are you on that asshole’s side, too?” he asks with sarcasm.
“No, Kill, but if Cam decided to drop, then we have to respect it. I know it’s
