Torn Loyalties

The moment the door clicked shut behind Nadia, Camilla sank back into her chair, pressing a hand to her chest as if she could slow the wild rhythm beneath it. She had held herself together through Nadia’s questions, through Ginevra’s overly sweet apology… but now that she was alone, all the thoughts she’d been desperately pushing aside rushed back like a wave.

She didn’t want to think about this.