CHAPTER 12
CAMILLA’S POV
The ride to my house was quite a long one. My mind filled with different thoughts, I lost track of time. Suddenly, a possibility crossed my mind and I jolted back to reality. Checking around me, I discovered that we were close to my neighborhood given the direction I told the driver to follow.
"Please, stop!" I said to him and he slowed down, looking at me at the back from the front mirror, trying to see if all was well due to the way I yelled at him. It was so sudden and my voice sounded a bit harsh and aggressive.
"I'm sorry for yelling, but I need you to stop here." I ordered, letting the driver know that it's urgent and I needed him to do just what I wanted. We haven't gotten to the exact location of my house yet, but our car's destination was close to the
