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IN REAL LIFE !
CAMILLE SAT ON THE EDGE OF HER BALCONY, legs crossed as the cool evening air swept through her hair.
The city of Madrid glimmered below, but her mind was a mess of thoughts she couldn't seem to organize.
She'd managed to keep herself distracted most of the day, ignoring the constant notifications from social media and her phone.
It wasn't the rumors that bothered her—those came with the territory of being in the spotlight.
It was the growing, nagging feeling inside her. The one that told her that her friendship with Jude wasn't as simple as she kept trying to convince herself.
It had been a week since she last spoke to Jude, and the silence between them was starting to feel heavier than she expected.
Camille told herself it was for the best, that distance would help her clear her mind, but the truth gnawed at her late at night when she was alone with her thoughts.
Her phone buzzed, lighting up with a message from Jude.
She stared at it for a moment, the small part of her that always hesitated when it came to him making her heart race.
She didn't open the message.
Instead, she turned her phone over, face down, as if ignoring could quiet the conflicting emotions brewing inside her.
He had been texting her more often lately. And she couldn't deny that every time she saw his name pop up on her screen, her stomach flipped. But she wasn't about to admit that to anyone. Not to her friends, and certainly not to Jude.
