Brianna Four years. Four fucking years I was in love with her. I gave her my heart. We were miles apart, but somehow, we made it work. Until she fucked up. One wrong text. One click that led to a fake social media account and a tangled web of lies. Camilla Blake wasn't who she said she was she was Camilla Morgan. And all those times she claimed to be visiting her grandparents? She was in Los Angeles, California, enrolled in a private college. Let's see how well you can keep lying when I walk through that door, Camilla. Emma Me and Camilla were at the height of our one-year relationship. Everyone at Columbia University envied us the Head Cheerleader and the Troublemaker, the perfect duo. That was, until a girl appeared out of nowhere, claiming she'd been Camilla's girlfriend for four years Camilla had played us both like fools. And I couldn't deny she was stunning - curly black and brown hair and the lightest brown eyes I'd ever seen. She was breathtaking. "She thinks she can two-time us? Let's show her exactly how that feels." This idea came from @diamondhearts01 I'm not copying her work I just wanted to give her credit and I love her books