Chapter 10

Camille’s POV

The sound of trap music filled the apartment. The Bluetooth speaker was connected to my phone while my apple music playlist was placed on shuffle. Harriet stepped out around six-thirty to go and meet Jason who was waiting for her by his car downstairs. They had a date and since the clubbing events, things had solidified between them. Jason had not popped the question yet but judging from the constant video calls, late-night calls, picking up gifts delivered by a delivery man outside our door, and the constant what outfit do you think accentuates my curves better question while she tries on ten newly bought outfits only to melt in disdain and burst into tears because she wants to look perfect for the date.

It felt amazing that things went well for Harriet. She is a good person and she deserves a chance at real love and if this is her destined soul mate, then so be it.

Myself on the other hand has been very unlucky with men. I can’t deny