Chapter 78

"It was my fault!" Camilla said.

Clara still felt a little dizzy from the alcohol but played along. "Mm-hmm. Make me a glass of honey water, and I'll consider forgiving you."

"On it!" Camilla scrambled to please, setting Clara's bag on the entryway cabinet before darting to the kitchen and returning with a cup of honey water.

She smiled sheepishly. "So, I'm forgiven?"

"You are." Clara nodded with