I waited for her to take it back, to tell me she was just overwhelmed, but she didn't. Instead, Camila did something that hurt worse than a scream.

She smiled.

Even as tears tracked down my face, even as my chest felt like it was caving in, she stood there with that gentle, sad smile that made everything worse.

"Stop it," I choked out. "Stop smiling at me like that."

But she didn't stop. She just kept looking at me with those green eyes full of love and conviction, and it made the tears well ...