CAMILLE

'What the hell are you doing here? I thought we were done for good?' I stared at him with all the hate in my chest, one that melted as quickly as it tried to surface. There was no way I could ever be that mad at him, but I wish I could, at least this one time.

I was really surprised to see him at my doorstep, especially since he was supposed to be enjoying his honeymoon with his new bride in London or wherever.

He looked really bad with the blood on his hands and the bruises on his ...