CAMILLE SILVANE POV

"What are you talking about?" I asked, barely moving.

He smirked, pulling back. "Playing dumb does not suit you, Camille. I know all about your grand scheme."

I let out a snort. "You still haven't gotten rid of your lying habits I see. Work on that little eye twitch, and maybe I'll start to believe you."

He laughed, all dark and cruel. "The twitch means nothing. Doctors say it's a trauma response, you know, from being almost burnt alive and all that."

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