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SIXTY FOUR

Author: J.O
last update publish date: 2026-04-08 22:54:58

CAMILLA

Airports had a way of making you feel like you didn’t belong anywhere.

Too many people moving in different directions.

Too many voices layered over each other.

Too many lives happening at once, while mine felt like it had just been… paused.

I stood near one of the large glass panels, clutching the file the old man had given me, pretending like I knew exactly what I was doing.

I didn’t.

Not even a little.

Everything still felt unreal.

The money. The documents. The quiet, controlled way
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  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY FIVE

    AUGUSTThe garden looked perfect.Too perfect.Every flower was in place, every chair aligned, every detail polished to the point where it almost didn’t feel real. Like a staged version of something that was supposed to mean more than it actually did.I stood at the front, hands clasped loosely in front of me, staring straight ahead like I was exactly where I was meant to be.Daniel stood beside me.Too relaxed for someone who had just helped orchestrate a fake wedding.“Can you at least try to look happy?” he murmured under his breath.I didn’t respond.“We both know this is fake,” he added.“I know,” I said quietly.That didn’t make it feel any less real.The guests didn’t know.My grandfather didn’t know.Taylor definitely didn’t know.To everyone else, this was happening exactly the way it was supposed to.Which somehow made it worse.I exhaled slowly, my jaw tightening as I kept my gaze forward.“Any update?” I asked.Daniel didn’t need me to explain.“Still working on it,” he sa

  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY FOUR

    CAMILLAAirports had a way of making you feel like you didn’t belong anywhere.Too many people moving in different directions. Too many voices layered over each other. Too many lives happening at once, while mine felt like it had just been… paused.I stood near one of the large glass panels, clutching the file the old man had given me, pretending like I knew exactly what I was doing.I didn’t.Not even a little.Everything still felt unreal.The money. The documents. The quiet, controlled way he had told me to disappear like I was something that needed to be erased.And the worst part?I had agreed.I shifted my weight slightly, glancing around for what had to be the fifth time in the last two minutes, trying to make sense of the signs above me. Departures. Boarding gates. Security checks.It all blurred together.I could feel the baby-shaped weight of everything settling deeper in my chest.Not panic.Not yet.Just… awareness.This was it.No going back.“Camilla?”The voice cam

  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY THREE

    CAMILLA“The one whose child you’re carrying,” he said calmly.For a moment, the words didn’t quite land. They hovered somewhere between us, heavy and unfamiliar, like they belonged to someone else.I tightened my grip on the edge of the car door, grounding myself before I spoke.“August?” I asked, and even to my own ears, my voice sounded softer than it should have. Less certain.He studied me for a brief moment, his expression unreadable, as if he had already expected that question long before I asked it.“I’m not surprised you’d ask that,” he said smoothly. Then, after a beat, he added, “But what assurance do I have that the child you’re carrying belongs to my grandson?”That one landed.Not lightly. Not accidentally.It struck something deep and raw, something I didn’t want to name because naming it would mean admitting how much it stung. I drew in a slow breath, trying to steady myself, trying not to let him see exactly how insulting that sounded.Because it was insulting.And i

  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY TWO

    AUGUSTThe drive to the hospital felt too short.And too long at the same time.Taylor lay slumped against the seat, unmoving. Her head tilted at an unnatural angle, her breathing shallow.Every time I looked at her, something twisted deeper in my chest.My hands tightened on the wheel.I should not have pushed her.The thought kept repeating. It was loud. Relentless. It would not let me breathe.I did not even remember the exact moment. Just anger. Frustration. Then the sound of her body hitting the floor.Silence after.Too much silence.“Taylor… please,” I muttered, glancing at her again. No response.My chest tightened.For a second, a sharp, ugly thought cut through me.What if she doesn’t wake up?I swallowed hard.I pressed harder on the accelerator.On the way, I made the call.One person I had not planned to involve.One person I knew I could not handle this without.My grandfather.He picked up on the second ring.“I need you,” I said.A pause.Then, “Where?”I gave him the

  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY ONE

    CAMILLAThe gunshots didn’t stop.They came one after another, ripping through the silence, shaking the walls, rattling my chest. Each one made me flinch and made my heart hammer like it wanted to escape.Footsteps pounded outside. Voices shouted. Chaos filled every corner of the room.I couldn’t move. My body refused. My mind felt frozen, fogged, too small to process it all.Then the door slammed open.Monty burst in.Rico followed, his face twisted in anger. Their calm had vanished. Control was gone. Panic clung to them, raw and exposed.Monty’s eyes found me immediately.“Fuck,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair.Another shot rang out. Closer. Too close.Rico barked, “What the hell is going on? You said this place was secure!”“It was,” Monty snapped, already moving toward me. “Until it wasn’t. We need to get her out now.”I froze as he dropped to my level. His hands moved fast, cutting and tugging at the ropes.For a moment, I didn’t trust it.Then the ropes loosened.R

  • SOLD TO AUGUST CHILDE   SIXTY

    CAMILLA“You disgust me.”The words came out low and steady, but there was nothing weak about them.Gianna didn’t even flinch.She sat comfortably on Monty’s lap, one arm draped around his shoulders like she belonged there—like this was where she had always been meant for him. Like I was the one out of place. Like everything we had ever shared had been nothing but a joke to her.She tilted her head, her lips curling into a slow, mocking smile. “You’re still this naïve?” she asked, almost amused. “God, Camilla… that’s actually embarrassing.”My chest tightened, but I refused to look away. “Gianna… why?”“You’re a fool,” she said bluntly. “You always have been. You just never realized it.”Something inside me snapped—quietly, but completely.“A fool?” I let out a soft, humorless laugh. “For trusting you? Yeah… maybe I was.”Her eyes flickered for a second—but it was gone just as quickly.“You should have been wiser,” she continued, her tone colder now. “I mean, how many times did I have

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