Chapter 70

Camilla’s POV

Frustrated, I toss and turn in my bed. Tomorrow is Sunday, that means it’ll soon be Monday and I’ll be in an exam room. My exams don’t start until Tuesday but still, I feel uneasy.

I talked to Racheal today, she’s nervous too, her first paper is tomorrow. Mirabelle didn’t come across unnerved about it, but Racheal said that’s how she is, before an exam, she’ll begin to cram then. I have never felt any pressure before an exam, my mind has been trained to take it like any normal thing but today I feel different maybe because the scenery is different.

My phone begins to vibrate, I grab the phone and answer it, without checking who it is.

“Hello,” I say, my voice pregnant with sleep.

For the first seconds no one replies, all I get is heavy breathing then a cry. “I think she’s dead, we were arguing and I killed her.”

I know that voice, I would recognize it in my sleep, this voice haunts my nightmares and dreams. I shoot up from my bed.