Sounds Delicious (Wuming x Camille. Can skip)

Wuming had told her the truth.

It had been a while before Camille finally had the energy to get up from the floor. She felt cold all over. Her skin, toes, and fingers were freezing.

She didn't want him to leave. She wanted to ask questions. But… now that he was gone… she realized she really needed the space. She didn't think she would have been able to open her mouth earlier.

This is just a dream, right? she asked herself. There is no way that this is true.

Wuming wasn't really a killer. He didn't accept money to end a person's life.

But if he did… Was that how he valued life? With the commas on numbers? With the amount of zeros that came with it? Was the price the thing that made it easy? Was it easier to bear when you would bring bags of cash home?