CAMILLE

What was I thinking?

Was I even thinking at all?

Since the first time I set my eyes on him in that club, I have long given up full control of my brain. The lustful fellow below my abdomen has been making every decision involving Scott for me.

But after this night, I am taking back full responsibility of my brain and whole body.

Shame, guilt, and rage were my only companions as I ordered a ride home through tear-glistening eyes.

I should have been beside my husband like the loyal ...