Chapter 124

Camilla’s POV

My head aches, it’s a familiar feeling, like the time I jumped off the top railing with Tee, both of us nearly breaking our necks in the process. My head hurt for days, my ears were ringing crazy every second and the constant bang felt on both sides of my head. I had a bandage on it for three whole weeks, the bleeding subsided long before the second week but my mom being overbearing didn’t want it off. This feels just like that time, the time my mother claims is the worst core memory for her.

I blink, trying to catch a glimpse of Mirabelle and someone else placed at the edge of the bed, conversing something beyond my earshot.

“Belle,” I call out, balancing on my hands to sit up. “What’s going on?” I ask, my hand reaches for my head, analyzing the material on my head.

A band aid, fuck.

“Camilla.” Mirabelle breathes, the tone of her voice taking me back to an estranged earlier memory, her calling my name before she and the world faded to non