Past Camille Humiliation burned my cheeks as I stood naked in front of Samuel. Sneering, he stared at my body from head to toe. “Your body is changing.” He frowned, stepping forward and stroking my breast gently with the back of his hand. I gritted my teeth and pushed his hand away. “Don’t touch me!” I warned him.“Oh dear, I can’t live without you. You feel like my breath, my oxygen, my heart, and my fucking everything.” He reached out to grab my forearm. “I fucking love you. Do you get it? I love you so much. I’m scared to death. What I’ve done to you is not called rape, but lovemaking. I always wanted to make you happy.”I cringed in disgust. “Asshole, you always force me,” I growled while punching his chest. “Get off me now and let me go.” “No!” he pleaded. “Stay with me, please.”“Samuel, let go of me if you don’t want to get into jail.” “Please, Cami,” he begged, and for a moment, I felt pity for him, but then I realized he was a rapist, so I pushed him away from me. “I beg

Present Camille “Where were you last night?” Kat asked knowingly. “I’m glad she had a good time with Conan Arthur.” Archie winked at me, which caused me a smile.Maura and Scott would be there any minute now, so I stepped into the kitchen to bring the food trolley. Yesterday I spent my entire day with Conan Arthur, forgetting that Scott was waiting for me in my bedroom. When I woke up in the morning, his place was empty. I felt a twinge in my heart when I found he didn’t leave a message and left me like that. I wondered why. In the past few hours, I spent my time making lunch for Maura and Scott. I made buffalo wings, apple pie, lobster rolls,‌ ‌and‌ ‌cobb salad. Maura had ordered a couple of more things, but I chose to ignore them since I did not know how to cook them. I heard Archie telling Kat that Maura would take me shopping. Her wedding shopping?After pushing the food trolley into the dining room, I started placing‌ ‌dishes‌ ‌on‌ ‌the‌ ‌table one‌ ‌by‌ ‌one. Archie and Ka

Past Camille Everything was hurting. My face, arms, legs, and stomach. Everything was hurting me. I peeled open my eyes and cringed at the white light. I looked at the pale walls, white curtains, and monitor next to my bed. When I tried to straighten myself up, my stomach hurt. Confused, I placed my palm on my abdomen and felt fabric wrapping around it. “What happened to me?” I mumbled into the puzzle. “Why am I here?” And suddenly I recalled everything. ‘Go please go..!’ ‘Cami, no! You’ll be sorry for the rest of your life if you cross this room without my fucking permission. I’ll kill your fucking friend if you dare to leave me…’‘Cami go!’‘Go away!’ “Rika!” I screamed when everything flashed in my head like it was happening right in front of my eyes. “Rika!” I looked around for her but I was alone in the room. Throwing the sheet off my body I jumped off the bed before rushing outside the room. “Ma’am!” a nurse called out. “Where are you going?” She tried to grab my arm, bu

Past CamilleI watched Rika as she lay still on the hospital bed. It had been almost a month since that event occurred, but she hung around that stupid hospital bed and was surrounded by machines. I recovered, but she stayed like that. Samuel recovered, but she stayed like that. I lost count of the number of tears I shed for her. I blamed myself for that unfortunate event that happened to her. Her parents blamed me. My father criticized me and the entire school was accusing me. Everyone called me an ungrateful bitch who killed her child and put her friend in trouble for her benefit. I never used my friend for my benefit, nor did I kill my unborn baby. All this happened because of Samuel. He was the one who must have been blamed, but he was living a peaceful life. Scott was avoiding me every time I wanted to talk to him. He needed to know the truth. I wanted him to know the truth. No matter how many times I tried to tell him, he was not ready to listen to me. I was burning from guil

Present Camille“Scott!” I gasped to see him in the room as he stood like a statue, gazing at me down. “How did you…” I glanced past him at the window, which was opened. He must have sneaked through the window. “Shocked?” he scoffed, stepping toward me. “Why are you avoiding me, Cam?” I cringed when he came closer to me. “Answer me?” “You have been busy these days and I…” I bit into my lower lip, searching for the right words. “This is not what I am asking,” he said coldly. “Why are you avoiding me?” “Scott…” I glanced at the door. “Conan will hear us. You must go now.” “I came here for a talk,” he said, gritting his teeth. “I’m here for you.” “I don’t want to talk. Now leave!” I hissed and sprang to my feet, glaring into his eyes. “Get the hell away from here before Conan sees us together.” “So what?” He growled, coming even closer to me and making me step back. “So what if he sees us, Cam?” “I don’t want him to find you here.” I tried to stop my rapid heartbeat when he hove