Guilty (Camila/You)
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"I'm really fucking innocent. Why is nobody believing me? Just because she's a goody two shoes doesn't mean she can't kill a fucking man," I screamed through the courtroom... at the judge and the jurors.
Yeah... maybe that wasn't the smartest thing to do, but it's not like it has changed anything.
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guilty
/ˈɡɪlti/
(adjective)
- culpable of a specified wrongdoing; responsible for breaking a law
"she was found guilty of manslaughter"
- conscious of, affected by, or revealing a feeling of guilt.
"she's suffering from the overpowering guilty feelings"
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Camila/You AU
(See disclaimer/warning in first 'chapter')
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