173: Scared Of Losing You
Camilla
I gestured towards the door with a playful sigh. “You’re impossible, you know that?”
Drake laughed. “And you’re stubborn. But that’s why I like you.”
I shook my head, laughing along with him. “Alright, alright. I’ll be quick. Just don’t turn the bathroom into a waiting room or anything.”
He gave a mock salute. “Understood. I promise not to set up a chair or anything.”
I walked past him and headed to the bathroom, still chuckling at our silly argument. I turned on the water and let the steam start to build up. I could hear Drake’s footsteps moving away from the door, but I knew he wasn’t leaving entirely.
As I stepped into the shower, I let the warm water wash over me, hoping it would help clear my mind. I thought about the chaos of the night, about Samantha’s lies, and the upcoming court case. But at least for now, I had this small moment of peace.
I could still hear Drake’s occasional muffled voice through the door. He was probably talking to himself or just waiting. De

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