Lesbian or Lover.

　　Anita silently moves along the corridors watching everybody. The Estate isn't as perfect as everyone in Town used to make it seem. If she wanted to attack someone she could, and no one would even suspect her. They have so many problems happening at once, hers will only be seen as a spec on a pile of dust.

　　But her intention isn't to create a problem. She intends to get to Camilla. Ever since the first day Anita got to the house, her heart has been restless whenever she set eyes on the human girl. Her red hair awoke some feelings in her she never even imagined.

　　Anita has always been attracted to the opposite sex even while in the small town of Besaadi. But she hide them because of her mother she didn't want her mother to find out.

　　Now that her mother is dead, she is free to be whoever she wants and however she wants.

　　She moves slowly to Camilla's room and rests on the door. She wants to go in and be with Camilla but Anita restrained her wolf.

　　What if Camilla doesn't want them? -she asks herself as she leans on Camilla's door.

　　"Err Anita? are you okay?" Camilla's voice came from behind Anita and she jumped out of her thoughts.

　　Camilla had been in the kitchen with Mary and she is shocked to come back to her room and find Anita leaning against it.

　　Anita quickly got off from her door, heat creeping up her cheeks as Miranda got closer.

　　"Are you feeling dizzy?" Miranda held her by the shoulder and Anita's wolf purrs in satisfaction.

　　Anita decides to take advantage of the situation, hoping it brings them closer. She leans half of her weight on Camilla and nods her head weakly.

　　"Yeah, my head hurts, " she whimpers and Camilla quickly passes a hand over her neck, so she can support her weight.

　　"Let's take you to your room. I am sure you'll feel much better."

　　Anita nodded again and they both started walking gently at the end of the corridor to Anita's room.

　　"Did you engage in a lot of activities yesterday? Or perhaps it was the television, have you been watching a lot of it," Camilla asks Anita as they advance slowly to her room.

　　"I can't ray at the moment, but I haven't left the house ever since we came..." Anita replies weekly.

　　"Oh, that's not a very good thing. Why haven't you left the house? You have these headaches embrace your body is tired of seeing the same faces every time!" Camilla concludes and Anita chuckles at her remark.

　　She will rather be sick every day of her life than step out into a world that judges her. This is one of the reasons why she has stayed this long on the estate. Aside from the cracks in their relationships, nobody cared about what you wore and even what to do as long as you were available in the meantime.

　　They reach Anita's room and Camilla helps her get to the bed. She lays down and Camilla pulls the cover over her.

　　"I should call Mary..." Camilla says reaching to leave Anita's. "She'll know exactly what to do."

　　As Camilla reaches out for her phone. Anita stops her from reaching for her phone and Camilla watches her with raised brows.

　　"You don't want to call Mary? Then I have to call Peter!" Camilla said and Anita almost fell off the bed in protest.

　　"Please Camilla, don't tell anyone. I'll get some pain killers and I'll be fine..." She assured her using the opportunity the feel the softness of Camilla's hands.

　　"And you promise to be fine?" Camilla asks raising her brow at her.

　　"Yes, I will be fine." She whispers back.

　　"Okay." Camilla takes Anita as a younger sister. Ever since the girl had come she had a connection with her. She is even the one that helped her get through the anger of separation from Lisa.

　　"Okay, I need to go settle some things, I want you to rest. If I come back and you are standing upright, I will call the entire house, deal?" Camilla asks, feigning a frown.

　　Anita giggles knowing fully well that Camilla is just trying to get her to take in her medication.

　　"Okay, deal," Anita responds.

　　Camilla runs her fingers along Anita's cheeks and smiles down at her before leaving. The action sends Anita to another world. She stares at Camilla with need but the latter doesn't even take note of the color change in the young girl's eyes.

　　As Camilla, walks out of Anita's room to head into hers, she finds Ethan by the door. A frown was permanent on his face.

　　"Where are you coming from?" He demands.

　　Camilla's heart skips a beat as she starts wondering if he is asking because he has started suspecting her of sneaking out— did Peter tell him?

　　"I just came out of Anita's room. So, I am coming from there!" Camilla says with a shrug of her shoulder.

　　"Where were you with Anita?" He demands again.

　　At this point, Camilla recognizes the jealousy in his eyes and she smiles.

　　"Why are you smiling, did I say something funny?" Ethan snaps

　　Camilla places her hand on his chest and Ethan blinks his eye at the sizzling sensation that passes through his body and his frown slowly starts to disappear.

　　"I have been looking for you everywhere. I didn't know where you were..." He mumbles.

　　"I was only helping her out. She complained of having aches and stuff."

　　"Oh, but you are not a doctor. Why does she have to keep calling you?" Ethan questions

　　Camilla lets out a laugh and pulls Ethan away from Anita's door. "I do not know why you are jealous of a woman."

　　Ethan follows her reluctantly. "Have you seen the way she stares at you, I don't think it's ordinary. I do not trust her around you!" He mumbles as they move to her room.

　　"Are you saying she is into women?" Camilla is shocked but she asks the question anyway. She has never seen Anita as a lesbian.

　　Ethan looks at her and turns away almost immediately. The way Camilla said it out loud also sounded awkward to his ears. Anita couldn't be a lesbian. Or could she?

　　"Come, I wanted to show you something."

　　He takes hold of her hand and leads her to his room. Camilla is confused but she follows him anyway. When they get to the room, there is a bag on the bed.

　　"Open it, " he tells her as he leaves her hand.

　　Camilla stares at the bag and then at the person asking her to open it. She raises her brows playfully and narrows her eyes at him. "Are you sure this isn't a bomb?"

　　Ethan smirks at her Question. He moves closer to her and stares back into her eyes. "You think it will be a bomb and I'll stay right here with you?"

　　Camilla shrugs, a smile threatening to take over her features. "Well, there are different times of bombs. What if this one was designed specifically to kill the one who opens the bag." She turns to face him and they are so close. Their eyes lock together and a tension hovers above them.

　　Ethan's eyes move to her lips for an instant and she is lost in her imagination as well. His hand reaches to touch her upper arm and she shivers in response. They both want it but it isn't the right time yet.

　　"Fine then, " Ethan announces, stepping back and breaking the cocoon they were in. "I'll open it but stay close... I don't want to die alone." He jokes.

　　Ethan moves to the bed and opens the bag. There was a green material inside.

　　Camilla frowns in confusion. But she steps forward and picks up the material.

　　"Oh my God!" She exclaims as she realizes it is a gown.

　　A beautiful emerald green dress.

　　Ethan stands back and admires her happiness.

　　She smiles to herself as she places the shoulder dress over her body. She is in a world of her own. A world where she is the princess in the beautiful dress and Ethan is her prince charming. He asks her for a dance and they both sway to the music of their imagination.

　　"You like it?" Ethan asks breaking through her imagination.

　　"Huh?" She asks as her mind shuts down the image in her head. she throws back to reality and she stares sheepishly at Ethan.

　　"I said do you kike it?" He repeats.

　　"I love it," she exclaims biting her bottom lip. "Is it mine though?" She asks just to be sure. This is one of the most expensive things she has ever seen. Even touching it made her feel like a rich girl from a rich home. A girl that didn't have to steal to take care of her dying father.

　　"Of course it is yours. Why would I show you something that doesn't belong to me?" Ethan asks, moving closer to her.

　　He takes the gown from her hands and she pouts her mouth sadly, thinking he was taking it back from her.

　　His wolf flips over at the faces she is pulling. "Camilla, it is yours. I am not taking it away. I just want to return it into the bag because you seem like you'll rather hold on to it all day than keep it safely."

　　A blush creeps unto her face as she realizes what he had said. She thought going to take the gown away from her.

　　Ethan finishes arranging the gown and gives her the bag. "I want you to keep it till Saturday. I have been invited to a red carpet event and I want you to accompany me..." He tells her.

　　Camilla feels butterflies flip in her stomach in excitement. This is such huge information.

　　"You want me to be your date. Are you asking me out on a date?" Camilla asks turning her head to stare at him.

　　Ethan scratches the back of his black hair and grins. "Yeah, I want you to come with me. Please, " he adds.

　　"Of course, I will love to come!" Camilla exclaims.