Suddenly, Camille’s head was filled with all sorts of thoughts.

Thoughts that were popping out one by one, intrusive and penetrating, each coming with theories so wild that her mind was plunged into blankness for a moment.

Her paranoia started acting up as soon as she struggled to keep rational.

Could Michael be in communication with her parents? What if he told them that she was back in the city? What if he was meeting up with them right now and planning on what they should do with her?

What if this was his response to her pushing him away so coldly that day?

No… Michael couldn’t be that callous,...