Camilla POV “Why? So that you wouldn’t go out with that bastard?” Hector's words hit me like a slap,his voice dripping with venom.His roar echoes in the quiet house, and my heart stumbles in my chest. I stare at him, at his figure looming by the sofa. His eyes are blazing with something dark and angry. My frown deepens, and a spark of irritation ignites inside me. Who does he think he is?“What’s wrong with you?” I snap, dropping the lilies and stuffed wolf onto the couch a little bit too harsh.My voice is sharp, cutting through the tension in the room. “Who do you think you are, questioning what I do or who I’m with?” I scream at him. I can feel flames of anger roaring deep inside me, threatening to set my whole body ablaze.Hector’s jaw tightens and he steps closer. He has his fists clenched at his sides. His familiar scent floods my senses, but it doesn’t comfort me like it used to. Not anymore. “I hate it, Camilla,” he growls, his voice low but filled with rage. “I hate seeing o
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