Morning Wood

(Camilla’s POV) Kalel and I stared in silence at the shore, the tension between us palpable. The sky had begun to darken, the first stars appearing like distant pinpricks of light. But my mind is still swirling with confusion and a lingering sense of dread. How did Kalel know about my attempted suicide last year? It’s something I had kept closely guarded, a secret burden I thought no one else knew. I never told anyone about it. Not even Butler Jin. Unless, he’s the guy who saved me. I finally broke the silence, my voice barely above a whisper. “Kalel, how did you know about my attempted suicide before?” I asked, a hint of suspicion in my voice. Kalel’s face remained blank, his expression unreadable. “I was just guessing,” he said quietly. “You seemed very sad about your life.” He’s looking straight into my eyes, not breaking eye contact as he utters those words. But for some reason, I still think that he’s lying. Kalel is hiding something. I’m not satisfied with his answer. I furrowed