222: Will Change Things

Camilla Drake turned to leave, then looked back over his shoulder. "When you're ready to be honest with me, with yourself... I'll be here." "Drake, hold on," I called out. He stopped in his tracks, turning around to face me. "Yeah?" His expression was guarded, but there was a hint of hope in his eyes. "You're not going to keep pushing me away, are you?" He asked, taking a step back towards me. "You're going to tell me what's really going on?" His voice was laced with a mix of anticipation and wariness. I sighed. "You forgot your phone." I took his phone from the table and stretched it. He looked surprised, then relieved. "Oh, thanks...," Drake uttered, walking back to take the phone from my hand, his fingers brushing against mine. "I'd be lost without that thing." He smiled slightly, trying to break the tension. "Guess I was too distracted thinking about you." He looked at me with a serious expression. "Camilla, don't think this conversation is over. I'll be back, and we'll talk a