"Camille," the door was pushed open, following Gregory's voice.The moment he stepped in, a deep sigh of relief escaped his lips. Thankfully, his daughter was still alive - although sad, troubled, depressed, and whatever negative description one could use.His eyes roamed around the whole room, scanning the state it was in. Clothes were scattered all over - objects and properties were in misplaced order, unlike what her room used to look like.Meanwhile, Camille was lying flat on her bed, her eyes wide open against the ceiling. Even as he stepped further towards her, she didn't make a move rather she lay lifeless, unbothered about the things going on around her."Camille," Gregory called again, standing a few meters away from her. Sadly, there was no response from her - not even a slight movement as he had expected."Camille, I know you can hear me, so you better stand to your feet." he said next, forcefully, his face holding up a frown.Even if he was wounded to see his only child de
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