Somewhere in my heart started cracking, revealing a bloodred hole full of anger and repressed hatred.
I was supposed to slow down and eventually stop my car, but I didn't. Instead, I sped up and went in Camilla's direction. At these few seconds, all the ugliness in me showed itself.
I thought that as long as Camilla was dead, I wouldn't have to endure all this. I wouldn't need to worry about Dylan showing up and then leaving quietly without any warning beforehand.
The moment my car sped to her, I really wanted her to die.
Then Dylan suddenly came in front of her, his handsome face full of coldness.
I hit the brakes hard. My emotions were in a mess. I had really wanted to kill Camilla just now.
After a while, Dylan pulled me out of the car. His eyes looked cold and gloomy. "Lacey, wha
