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Camille:

Eons seemed to pass since Lucia asked me that question. My eyelids fluttered as the meaning of her question settled on me, and slowly, a scowl resembling Daniel’s covered my face.

“I’m not even going to dignify that stupid question of yours with a response,” I said quietly, with a voice that was laden with a lot of anger.

I couldn’t believe she would just ask me if I was sleeping with Daniel.

“Sorry, I just…” she mused, looking down. “I don’t know why I said that.”

I relaxed a little. She had just been making a speculation. She didn’t know for sure that we had come really close.

I switched off the cooking stove completely and led her to sit on the stool while I squatted next to her, making her feel I was no longer mad at her but really wanted to help.

“What’s really going on with the two of you?” I asked her, deeply concerned.

She stared at me for some moments without speaking, something she had started to do that pissed me off.

“I really wish I coul