CAMILLA'S POV
When Katrina said she was going to help me act like her daughter I didn't think she meant it literally. I was befuddled for a second before agreeing. Obviously who knows about Ariana than her own birth mother.
"You're sure you are okay with her helping you?" Blaine asked on our way back to the Bernado's mansion.
"You sound like you care, Mr Sanders." I said while scrunching my nose in annoyance.
"I honestly couldn't give two shits." I frowned at his use of curse words.
"But I need to know you won't mess this up for me. So if you're not comfortable with her teaching you there's the choice of using the iPad. I have already provided you with enough information."
"Of course you only care about yourself." I whispered underneath my breath.
"What was that?" Bl
