Se connecterCHAPTER SIX
Camellia felt her heart racing as Amy approached the door, unable to shake off her sense of discomfort.
Noticing her tension, Amy glanced over and offered her a reassuring smile.
As Amy reached the door, and opened it,she came face to face with an angry looking woman. “ when do you intend to repay me ? Do you plan on living in my house without paying for the rest of your life ?” The woman demanded angrily.
“Ma’am Jane, I assure you that I will repay you soon” she responded with a calm demeanor.
Old Ma’am Jane’s expression turned into a tight scrowl, her eyes narrowing as she glared at Amy. “ Do I seem like I run a charity here? You need to settle your debt quickly, or I’ll have no choice but to kick you out,” she warned, giving one last piercing look at Amy before storming away.
With the door shut behind her, Amy exhaled In relief and returned to her seat next to Camellia, a touch of embarrassment coloring her cheeks.
“Sorry you had to see that, she’s been on my neck for weeks now” Amy said with a serious expression.
Camellia’s face reflected a blend of concern and curiosity. “ How much do you owe her ?”
Amy hesitated before answering, “ Just a few months’ rent. I’ll repay her soon. You don’t need to worry about it,” she said offering a reassuring smile.
Camillia nodded silently, but her thoughts were far from calm. “ How is Amy going to cover the rent ? What will happen if she can’t pay on time?”
Fear gripped Camellia, as Amy’s home was her last hope. If Amy were evicted, she would have nowhere else to turn to,leaving with no option but to return to her family.
Noticing the anxiety on Camellia’s face, Amy said. “ you shouldn’t really dwell on it. I’ll settle it as soon as I get paid.” She smiled gently.
Gently resting her hand on Camellia’s shoulder, Amy inquired. “So?”
Understanding what Amy was implying, Camellia sighed deeply. “ That’s it. I was abandoned by my family and locked away without a proper investigation. For a crime I know nothing about” .
“I wasn’t even given the chance to prove my innocence, as I was wrongly accused, beaten, cursed, neglected and forced to eat whatever trash I was given, forced to sleep on the cold ground with rags on and in total darkness” Camellia was in so much tears when she finished talking, and Amy who was trying so hard to fight back the tears that threatened to spill down her own eyes, quickly engulfed her in a warm hug while giving her gentle pats on her back.
“It’s okay, it’s all over now” Army reassured her.
Camellia pulled away from the hug. her gaze fixed on Amy,fear clearly etched on her face.” That’s exactly what I thought when I was released_I thought I was free. that I could start anew and leave my past behind. but these people won’t let me; they’re still chasing me”. She said quickly, panic evident in her voice as she appeared utterly devastated.
“What? Why? Who are they?” Army asked. Various thoughts racing through her mind.
“I don’t know who they are, but…” Camellia hesitated as she grasped a small bag and tipped out its content.
Inside were numerous sheets of white paper and several files.
“What are these?” Army asked, staring blankly at the papers in disbelief.
Camelia remained silent as she bent down to pick up one of the papers, unfolded it and handed it to Amy,which read…..
“I’ll haunt you until you die…murderer”
“What the hell?!” Army gasped in shock.
Camellia continued to retrieve more papers,passing them to Amy, who was increasingly astonished.
“Who wrote all of this?” Army managed to ask, her hands trembling as she read the final note.
“Freedom? you’ll never get it, welcome to the world where I’ll finally destroy you”
“I have no idea, I received them all from prison” Camellia responded.
“What do we do now?” Army asked. Her voice filled with worry and urgency.
“I met a mysterious man who urged me to uncover the truth” Camellia replied.
“ what truth?” Army questioned
“Honestly, I can’t say for sure. But I truly didn’t kill Eric and would never wish harm upon him. Even after he broke my heart, I can’t deny that he was a good person,” Camellia said in response.
“ I believe you, and I trust you. While I didn’t have a close relationship with Eric, I recognized he was a wonderful guy by the way he treated you and loved you. It still baffles me why he suddenly decided to break up,” Amy remarked.
“ I don’t know, and I really don’t care!” Camellia said,her anger evident in her eyes.
An uncomfortable silence enveloped the room as they both fell into their own thoughts. Amy struggled to process everything she had just learned, while Camellia was lost in reflection on Eric’s death.
At the smith’s mansion
Lucia sat beside her father in the living room, her eyes red and puffy from crying.
“Dad, you need to go see her. Please just bring her back home,” Lucia pleaded, gripping her father’s arm.
“ I asked her to return, but she refused. So, let’s leave her be for now,” her father replied.
“ We all need to go see her and ask for her forgiveness; we all let her down,” Lucia said, her tone turning serious.
“I don’t care!” Mr. Smith shouted, rising to his feet.
“Dad!” Lucia exclaimed in disbelief.
“You already asked Amy to go pick her up, so we don’t need to worry anymore. She’s safe now, and Amy won’t betray her like we did right?; “ Mr. Smith replied calmly before turning away from Lucia and walking towards his study.
Left alone in the living room, Lucia resumed her tears, muttering softly to herself.
“I hate this, I hate all of you”
No one spoke for a long time.Just the sound from the wall clock as if mocking the silence that filled the room.Camellia sat frozen, her hands twisting in her lap. Williams waited, crouched in front of her, his voice low when he finally asked again.“Who was Eric Caddel to you?”Her throat tightened.“My past,” she said faintly. “And my biggest mistake.”Liam frowned. “What do you mean?”Shaking her head slowly, she replied. “He was… someone I loved.”The words fell heavy.Williams blinked, caught off guard. “You loved him?”Camellia nodded, eyes clouded with memories.“He was my first everything. My first safe place, my first laughter after chaos. Eric Caddel was gentle. Patient. He used to write my name on napkins and say it looked too beautiful to waste.” She gave a broken laugh. “And his mum hated me for it.”Miss Clara sank slowly into a chair, listening.Williams stayed still, silent.“His mum never thought I was good enough. She thought I was using him. But Eric didn’t care. H
The light from the hallway spilled into the room, slicing through the darkness. Liam’s hand hovered near the doorknob, his other instinctively reaching behind him.. as if to shield Camellia.“Who’s there?” he asked, his tone steady, but the tremor in his jaw betrayed him.No answer.Then, a voice…. low, familiar, strained.“Liam… it’s me.”Camellia froze.Williams?She rose from the couch too quickly, the blanket falling around her feet. Her heartbeat drowned out the rain.When he stepped into the light, his face looked carved by the night… eyes red, hair messy, tension dripping from his jawline, his shirt clinging to his chest. But behind all that, there was something else.Desperation. Guilt. Fear.Liam relaxed slightly but didn’t move aside.“You shouldn’t be here man,” he said quietly.“I know.” Williams’ voice cracked. “But I had to make sure she’s safe.”Camellia’s breath hitched.Safe.That word again. The one she no longer believed in.Miss Clara appeared from the hallway, rob
Camellia sat on the couch in Miss Clara’s living room, wrapped in a blanket she couldn’t feel.Her hair was still damp, strands clinging to her cheeks, her eyes swollen from tears that refused to dry.The clock ticked somewhere behind her, steady and cruel.Miss Clara moved quietly around the room, breaking the silence as she set down a cup of warm tea she knew wouldn’t be touched.“You don’t have to talk,” she said gently, “But you do have to breathe.”Camellia tried.She really did.But every breath came out shallow, trembling. Her chest felt hollow, like someone had carved out the center of her and left nothing but ache.Everything kept replaying in her head… Amy’s confession, Lucia’s voice on the phone, the cold truth behind Williams’ decision. Every word, every sound, cut through her like broken glass.How could Amy?How could Lucia?After everything.She thought she had escaped her past. But tonight, it had found her again… this time in the voice of her sister, the betrayal of h
For a long second, no one breathed.The faint hum from the phone was the only sound filling the room.Amy’s grip loosened, and the phone dropped onto the bed.Lucia’s voice was still faintly audible on the line, muffled and distant.“…Amy, say something… please give Camellia the phone.”Camellia just stood there… drenched, trembling, staring at her like she didn’t recognize her anymore.“Lucia?” she repeated, quieter this time, almost to herself. “You were talking to Lucia?”Amy swallowed hard, her throat dry. “Cami, I…”“Answer me!”Camellia’s voice cracked like glass.The rawness in her tone made Amy flinch.“Yes,” Amy finally said, her voice breaking. “I was.”Camellia froze again. “For how long?”Amy’s eyes darted away. She wanted to say a few days, but lies would only bury her deeper.“For a while now.”Camellia’s heart plummeted. Her voice came out shaking.“You knew I wanted them out of my life… still you kept in touch with my sister and you didn’t tell me?”“It wasn’t like tha
The room was still vibrating from Ethan’s shout.Williams didn’t move. Neither did Camellia.The silence between all four of them was heavy…. too heavy for words to fix.Ethan’s eyes burned. His voice was low, shaking with disbelief.“You really went this far, Williams? After everything we said? After all the hard work we’ve put into this?”Williams opened his mouth but nothing came out. His throat locked, his pulse hammering.Camellia’s fingers trembled. She wanted to speak… to explain, to calm…. but guilt strangled her voice.Amy stood by the doorway, frozen. She had arrived seconds behind Ethan, but the scene before her said enough.She saw it in their faces…. the truth that would hurt all of them.Ethan’s jaw tightened as he looked away.“If you go through with this, I’ll never forgive you, Will, I promise I’ll hate you for it.” he said again, softer this time, but the words landed like a blade.He turned and stormed out, slamming the door behind him.Amy hesitated, her gaze flick
“Camellia!” he shouted again, voice cutting through the storm.She froze, turning. Recognition flashed across her face…. then panic. “Ethan? What… what are you doing here?”He stopped in front of her, eyes restless. “You have to stop him.”“Stop who?”“Williams,” he said breathlessly. “He’s about to do something stupid. He’s joining the cops. Says he’s doing it for you.”Her eyes widened. “What?”Amy frowned, stepping closer. “For her?”Ethan nodded. “He won’t listen to anyone else,” Ethan said, urgency sharp in his voice. “Maybe you can make him understand before it’s too late.”Camellia looked at Amy, torn. “I…”“Please,” Ethan said. “If you care about him even a little, don’t let him throw his life away. He’s worked too hard for this.”Amy stepped forward, voice tense. “We need to move. He’ll be gone if we don’t hurry.”Camellia’s hesitation broke. “Where is he now?”“At home.”She turned to Amy. “I have to go.”Amy sighed. “ I’m coming with you.”As they ran toward the street to c







