Chapter 87

CAMILLA

“I don’t know what to do.”

That was the first thing I said to my reflection the next morning. My hair was still damp, my coffee was already cold, and my heart hadn’t stopped pounding since I’d left Bianca’s room last night.

I’d slept in short bursts, jerking awake at the sound of every creak, every footstep I imagined on the stairs. At one point, I swore I heard movement above me but I ref