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2 OUT OF 3 BOOKS
Camila and Ace's story continues.
Will they work through the hardship of being in love and in a "normal" relationship, their secret remains from the whole world but will it stay a secret forever...
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Camila's POV
I walk down the stairs fast, just when I reach the front door thinking no one has seen me pathetically wiping my tears, someone takes a grasp of my arm and I turn around wiping my face.
"Camila, are you okay?" George says.
I stare at him, he gladly told Ace and made him believe it was the best choice just like everyone around us.
I wanted to turn around and leave without saying a word but I don't because I just can't help myself, "Congratulations, you all succeeded" I smile confidently and adjust the bag on my shoulder, he looks down at his feet in something that looks like sorrow.
I turn around and turn the handle and walking out.
"Camila!" I hear loud knocks on the front door.
I sit up feeling my entire body weak, this entire day has dragged as I've laid in bed, the bus ride was long as I listen to music through my earphones. I didn't want to go to mums house because if I did they'd try making me feel better saying it's for the best when they know nothing at all about how I feel and what I want.
The knocks sound again and I drag my feet out the room to the front door when I open it Aiden is stood with a soft smile, "Are you okay?" He asks.
I turn and head for the kitchen and he follows closing the front door behind him, "Why did you tell my mum?"
"What?" He says leaning against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Why did you tell my mum about Ace and how did you even know?"
"That mouth you were acting strange and constantly drunk, you told me about everything he did while you were stumbling around my living room and I hate him for it, he treated you like shit and it just came up when I was talking to her"
I don't remember that.
"Well..you made him breakup with me because he believes what everyone thinks which is i'm too good for him"
"You are"
"I am not, if anything he's too good for me but I don't care what people think about my relationship with him because only me and him know what it's like, you don't know what it's like when him and I are together, no one knows"
"Then why is he believing everyone, if he loves you he wouldn't care and he wouldn't treat you like shit"
I chew on the inside of my cheek, "That was in the past and what? you think he doesn't love me?" I ask.
