Kamilles POV

Tears streamed down my face, unchecked and raw, as I finally allowed myself to release the flood of emotions that had been building inside me.

“Why?” I asked slowly, my voice cracking with anguish. “What were you aiming at Zeke?”

Zeke stared at me in shock, his hand pressed to his stinging cheek. “Kamille, I-”

I didn't let him finish. The words spilled from my lips in a torrent of pain and anger, each one laced with the bitter taste of ...