Chapter 111:
Camila's POV:
I still can't believe this. Just yesterday was the blood moon. I had attended the festival, expecting nothing. But alas here we are. Maia is perched on my head, her favorite spot in the world, while I'm arranging my clothes.
Outside of the window, the little garden that we had laboured on is starting to bloom. My favorite is the strawberry plants and their lovely white flowers. I can't wait for it to fruit, strawberries are a luxury I wasn't allowed to have back at blood moon pack.
It was almost like all memories of blood moon pack had been erased from my mind. Almost like it was years ago I was running from being imprisoned by Isabella. It felt like years I had been rescued by Jake's sacrifice. When in fact it had been a month.
Just one month.
"Camila?"
