Chapter 8

Present

Camille

“Get the fucking doctor,” Scott yelled impatiently as he carried the fainted Maura in his arms and raced toward the van. As soon as he approached the front door, I offered him a hand, but he refused and got inside before he put Maura on the couch.

The redness of her face caused me to frown. She looked like she was burning up. The urge to check her temperature made my hands tingle, but I knew I would look ridiculous. The worried Scott shook his head and ran his fingers through his messy hair in frustration.

“What happened to her?” I asked quietly, but he completely ignored me and pulled out his phone, scrolling through it.

“Is she pregnant?” Kat screamed across the van, and Scott snapped his eyes on him in disbelief. “I guess she’s pregnant.”

“Good news.” I plastered a smile on my face as Scott narrowed his eyes at me.

Kat approached me, and I felt a sense of relief. Being alone with Scott and Maura made me feel uncomfortable and unwanted.

“How did she faint?” I a