When Camille ended the call, she leaned back against the bench, feeling the energy drain out of her.

Now, all pretenses were gone. She closed her eyes and allowed herself a moment of peace, feeling the sensation of the evening breeze against her exposed skin.

It was a cold night, but she didn’t really mind. The day’s events had taken a lot out of her, and she preferred to cool off rather than simmer in the heat of anger any longer.

She could act strong, independent, and reliable in front of her brothers like the big sister that she was supposed to be, but once she was alone with nobody...