Chapter 18

CAMILA

I walked into the house, my breath stuck at my neck. Exhaling, I fell sloppily to the chair. Goodness, I wasn't in my right senses, of course, how.. how could I have hugged him? He.. he didn't do anything, maybe he isn't mad. I shut my eyes sniffing my top, oh my gosh, I still smell of him. I could still perceive the smell of his cologne, and probably his scent because I could still smell a coconut like scent. Goodness, how can he smell so good. No wonder girls love him a lot. Who wouldn't huh? I smiled standing up, he didn't push me away and.. he even said he'd get me drawing materials. God, I rushed to my room happily but got saddened remembering my sketchpad is torn now. I'd have to start drawing again. But it's okay, I have pictures of my drawings on phone. So, it's no problem. I sat on the bed sadly, life is very hard huh? And unfair. I paused remembering Clinton said the school doesn't offer scholarships but... yes, I collected documents right. I hurried to my drawer brin