Camilla’s POV

There was a lot of stress in the air, almost too much. I could feel it setting between Lawrence and me like an unseen barrier, one I couldn’t break through, no matter how hard I tried. Every word he spoke, every glance he threw my way, felt like a warning of the fight we were caught in a fight I wasn’t sure I was ready for.

Lawrence said in a low, angry voice, "I don't understand why you're so hesitant, Camilla." We stood in the small kitchen of my flat. The only sound we ...