CAMILLA’S POV
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My heart beats faster and faster as I listen to the heavy footsteps that belong to Jared as he makes his way to his room. A coat of sweat covers my forehead, and my breathing gets heavier and faster. I hear him stop all of a sudden, and then I hear his voice right behind the door. “No. Just go shower,” he’s talking to himself, “You need to leave her alone,” he whispers, and I frown, wondering why he’s saying that. Why does he need to leave me alone? I guess it’s best that I found a place to call my new home.
I hear him sigh very loudly before he continues to walk, and then his bedroom door slams shut. I wait a few seconds before opening the door, and I peek outside, noticing the empty hall that suddenly looks creepier than it did this morning. My stomach flips as I take
