Camilla’s POV
With each step I took, I could hear the sound of my heels clicking loudly against the cold tiled ground. I was aware that with the force at which I kept on walking, two things could happen. I was going to get injured, or I could break my heel, ruin my shoes and hurt myself. In fact, everything all boiled down to me being hurt, but did I care?
Not one bit.
I tried to simmer down my anger, but no matter how hard I tried, the fiery emotion rushed to the top, threatening to kick everything it could find in its wake. I knew I shouldn't get angry, I knew I just had to try to keep it in, but I didn't want to. Deep down, all I wanted was for something to go wrong, even if it was just a tiny piece of the entire plan going haywire.
Anything to make Felix furious, really.
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