CAMILLE
I didn't speak a word to him. I was scared too. It's been a long drive.
I didn't know him to actually speak to him. Future husband. As if.
I would sneak snips of what he looked like and he was actually attractive. He looked to be in his late twenties. Probably in my thirties. He had tattoos crawling up his neck and just similar to Carter, he had some on his head.
He had piercings and I wondered—
"If you're curious, you can just ask." He spoke to me for the first time.
I swallowed the large lump in my throat that prevented me from speaking. What should I say? I had nothing to say?
He sighed while shaking his head. "I'll speak then. I will be honest and say this now. I don't want to marry you. You seem like a nice girl that means well but I am doing this for the benefit of the
