CAMILLA'S POV
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"Mason, if she shows up, tell her the truth. Tell her I went to Mexico. Tell her I'll be home soon, and tell her that I'm sorry for not saying anything to her. And God hear me, tell her to go home when she shows up. It's an order, nor do I care how rude you have to be to get her to leave, just make her leave. She can't be there, she can't be at my house in case if people come looking for me. I have to sort things out, and tell her it isn't serious and that I'd be fine, hell, play this voice note for her. And don't ruin my house, see ya."
Mason locks his phone, staring at the TV as I stand next to the couch, my vision slightly blurry as I struggle to fathom why he couldn't just text me. "Don't," Mason's tone is cold, "Don't what?" I gulp down the lump in my throat, cros
