[CAMI]
When I walk back into the room, Claire’s waiting for me.
The door doesn’t lock behind me when I close it. And that is what finally breaks me. My chest caves, the tears come hard and fast, ugly sobs I can’t stop.
Claire bolts up from the bed the second she sees me. “Oh my god, Cami—what happened? Why are you crying?” Her arms wrap around me before I can answer, pulling me tight against her. For a second, I almost sink into it, almost let her carry all of it for me.
But she leans back, scanning my face, and panic flares in her eyes. “You’re scaring me. What happened? Did he hurt you? I’ll kill that bastard, I swear I’ll—did he do anything—”
Her voice cuts off. She stares at me, horrified.
And shame floods me. Horror, too. Because I know what I’ve done. I have no idea what came o
