Disguised as her mother

CAMILLA

I meandered into the kitchen, one step at a time, as memories I didn't want to think off came rushing into me now and again like flood waters without a restraint.

I can't seem to think or concentrate. It is the second time Braden is seducing me and I'm totally giving him what he wants.

What is wrong with me!?

Why can't I resist him or his advances?

The aftermath of it all leaves me so disgusted at myself to be honest. I really feel like the whore he calls me.

Braden had gone off so early to work today and I was really grateful for that. I can't stand to see his face as the ugly memories we had yesterday would overwhelm me.

But still, I kept on giving him every new opportunity to insult me, use me like a piece of rag and dump me. What the hell is wrong with me!?

This morning, I scrubbed my body a million times in the shower as if that was what I needed to get rid of his touch on my body.

I will always leave with this guilt. I can't believe I surrendered myself twice to Braden