Chapter 239
"Camila, stop crying, okay? Just tell me what the hell happened?"
Emma grabbed a few tissues, helping Camila wipe her tears, her face already clouded with anger.
What did that jerk Prescott Ellington do to her?
To make Camila cry like this—damn, once they got out of Lurellia safely, she was flying straight to Meridia to beat that bastard up.
Camila sniffled and slowly lifted her head from Emma’s shoulder. Her eyes, only recently recovered from swelling, were red and puffy all over again.
Still, she forced herself to hold it together. No more crying. Enough of being pathetic.
"Emma, he... he never loved me. I was just a stand-in for someone else. He only dated me because my eyes look like the woman he’s loved for nine years... It was never really about me."
Tears rolled silently down again despite her best efforts. Her nose stung and her head ached from that dull throbbing pain.
His cruel words back in the lab were still ringing in her ears, haunting her like a bad echo she couldn’t swi

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