CAMILLA’S POV
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Let’s have tea together.
That was her exact words when I said I have issues with her psycho son. Issues doesn’t even cover what I feel towards him. He should stay away from me, because the next time I see him, I’ll be prepared and if he tries anything, I’ll be the one to f**k him up and toss him right into jail. My bones shake with violence and fear, because Lane wants to meet, today, and talk. I don’t know what Brandon has told her, or if he even said a single word, and the unknown scares me more than anything else.
Arriving at a classy cafe that’s apparently very expensive, and exclusive, the lady by the door stops me. Her stern look sets me back, but it’s resolved before I can even open my mouth to explain when Lane walks over, informing the woman that I’m with her
