Chapter 43 32.1

She stares at me with increasing scrutiny before her eyes become fixated on the ring on my finger.

“Camila,” she gasps. “Tell me I’m not seeing what I think I’m seeing.”

Ice-cold terror engulfs me. It’s a miracle my teeth don’t start chattering.

“Mom …” I start. “It’s a long story.”

Pulling her ...

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