CHAPTER 93

  Kamille's POV

  I set the letter aside, my thoughts still consumed by the weight of its contents. I knew that meeting with the lawyer was the first step towards gaining strong evidences against the Manors.

  Zeke would have been an amazing comforter.

  "Where the hell did that come from?" I asked out after shaking my head. Thinking of him suddenly made my heart to race. I frowned and returned the letter to it's place.

  Zeke had distracted me enough. I could not allow his presence cloud my judgement anymore. Lost in my thoughts, the ringing of my phone pulled me back to reality with a jolt. 

  "Was it Zeke?" I asked myself. He had been sending me so much messages to meet up, but I don't want to. At least not yet.