Once Betrayed Now Untouchable
Karina's P O V
Camille had just walked in, arms loaded with groceries.I want to output the moment I tell myself say, oh no, you want to get my next level. This space not due for months. I don't have to be months in it.When her phone started ringing.She managed to juggle the bags onto one hip and answer with a distracted hello.Moments later, she turned to me, her expression tight with worry. My mom hurt her back. I need to go. She said, the words rushing out as she dropped the grocery bags onto the counter with a thud.From my spot on the couch, I waved a hand dismissively. Go, it's okay, really, I said, offering a small smile.I'll be fine. I'll just order some takeout. Go take care of your mo