Camille's POVThe room finally went quiet, but I knew it was just the calm before the storm.I knew Lucian too well. He'd go make sure Lara was comfortable first, then he'd come back to handle me.Sure enough, an hour later, he was back in my room with Lara and Brad.Lara only had a few scratches on her arms, but now she was suddenly using a wheelchair. She'd even covered her legs with a thick cashmere blanket, acting like she was half-dead.I just rolled my eyes and looked away, refusing to watch her little show.Lucian was clearly pissed off by my attitude."Camille, don't you have anything to say for yourself?""Nope," I said without looking up.Brad snapped, furious."She probably just hasn't come up with a good lie yet! First she rams Lara with her car, then she shoves her into a pile of broken glass! The evidence is right there—what else can she say?"Lucian stared at me, his eyes burning with a suppressed rage."Is that true?""Since you guys have already decided I'm guilty, do
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