Camila’s POV
My mouth fell open in shock, and I stared at him, my brain refusing to process his words. It was as if he had grown another head, one that spoke a language of lunacy. "But why, Zion? What did I ever do to you that made you go to such lengths?" I asked.
Okay, I knew that I should be happy he wasn’t involved with these people, and that they meant nothing, but that wasn’t the bone of contention here, it wasn’t the point at all. The point was he had done that for a reason, so why had he done that?
My brows pushed up in that of confusion and hurt. "I mean, I would just like to know. It's simple if you asked me for a divorce without doing all of that. I would understand that because you just didn't like me like that, and our marriage wasn't working for you," I said, my voice ste
