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Now, an orphan
Camille's POV
He lied to me.
I had my eyes fixed on the screen, watching him glance around, trying to figure out where I was watching from.
"I asked you, just outside now, and you told me you were at the gym, Gav," My voice trembled.
Hell every single part of me trembled. He had told me squarely, looked me right in the eyes, and lied to me.
Why couldn't he tell me he was with Victoria?
That was if he was with Victoria at all.
"Camille, I can explain-"
"Explain? That what? You didn't mean to lie to me?" I asked, my voice rising slightly.
Gav jumped on his feet and walked to the screen. If the glass wasn't between us, I would be staring right in his face.
His beautiful, lying face.
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