“Where the hell are you?”
Henry read the text the moment it arrived but ignored it in favor of listening to what Cami had to say.
True, he cherished his sister, his lover, like no one else. But here was his girlfriend, firing away some grave accusations which, if he ever were to be honest with her, were not unfounded.
“Last call to come clean with me, Henry… Did you or did you not sleep with her?” The usually gentle Camilia was showing him a side of her he never knew, or to be more precise he never cared to know.
“No,” he denied immediately, in a firm voice that left no room for discussion.
“Right,” she rolled her eyes at him. She retrieved her phone and then threw it at him. “What’s this then?”
The screen showed a picture of him and Julie kissing with passion, a night not too l
