A ring.
He had put a ring on her finger. On Lawson's sister's finger.
It felt like a final, brutal severing of any remaining connection to her brother, a definitive choice of sides.
Camila just stared at him, totally speechless. The fight drained out of her, replaced by a cold, hollow ache.
Then, like a robot, she turned and walked over to the couch, plopped down, and just stared into space.
Cole watched her, a flicker of something unreadable—perhaps regret, perhaps defiance—crossing his face before he walked over and sat down beside her.
There was a beat of silence, the room suddenly feels small.
"I'm sorry, Camila. I didn't mean to drop this on you... I wanted to tell you; I didn't know how..." he sighed. "You weren't even there for me to tell."
Camila didn't speak, her eyes fi
