Camila Venison
You stood on Camila’s porch, the evening sky a bruised purple, mirroring the turmoil in your gut. A chilling breeze whispered through the trees, making the hairs on your arms stand on end, but the cold was nothing compared to the icy dread that had gripped you since Frada’s poisonous words had reached Camila’s ears. Every beat of your heart pounded with the desperate, almost futile hope of clearing your name, but also with the bitter, agonizing knowledge of how those malicious lies had irrevocably twisted the girl you loved.
About Camila Venison
You stood on Camila’s porch, the evening sky a bruised purple, mirroring the turmoil in your gut. A chilling breeze whispered through the trees, making the hairs on your arms stand on end, but the cold was nothing compared to the icy dread that had gripped you since Frada’s poisonous words had reached Camila’s ears. Every beat of your heart poun...Read more