ISABELLA
I stood outside Camilla's apartment, my heart racing with every passing second.
I took a deep breath and rang the doorbell, the sound echoing through the silence. The door opened after the second ring, and Camilla's surprised face greeted me.
"Isabella, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice tinged with concern.
I didn't answer. Instead, I pushed past her and rushed into the living room, tears streaming down my face.
I grabbed a cushion and buried my face in it, sobbing uncontrollably. Camilla didn't ask me any questions. She simply sat down beside me and handed me a glass of water.
I took it gratefully, my hands shaking as I brought the glass to my lips. Camilla wrapped her arms around me, holding me close as I cried.
I felt like my heart was shattering into a million pieces, the pain of the evening overwhelming me.