Camilla’s POV
The driver annoyed me and if I could I would follow him or make sure that he had an accident because he’d just interrupted one beautiful moment but I couldn’t do that.
He’s right, it’s indecent of us but for Dylan especially, considering the fact that a lot of people looked up to him but he didn’t seem to care about that.
Rushing out of my sight, Dylan ran back to his already wrecked car when I’d already thought that we were going to the Jeep I came with so that we could go home.
What’s goin on? What on earth is he doing?
His forehead was wrinkled as he kept looking for something, I walked closer to him and the more I moved, the stronger the scent of the witches that had been here earlier got.
The scent brought back lots of trauma and I found myself remembering the deat
