Chapter 74

Camilla's POV
I found out long ago my love story with Adrian is nothing Disney themed. I knew it would be hard but part of me wishes it were easy, that part likes how easy we fall into place when we're past our communication and predicament barriers.
I would be lying if I said I haven't thought of throwing Angel off a cliff or bashing her head on the marble white walls of the kitchen turn crimson with her blood. Those aren't good thoughts, I should not be having them, I've shaken them off with ease but the pain of his two-timing still remains unlike my heinous thoughts. Thoughts that belong to the old me, the one buried with Talitha, I'm not her anymore.