The Final Lie

Camilla’s hands were still shaking as she stepped out into the night.

For a moment, she just stood there, her breath uneven.

The city lights blurred before her eyes, and she had to blink hard to steady herself.

She walked unsteadily; she didn’t remember how far until the cold finally crept through her skin and reminded her she was still alive.

Her phone felt heavy in her palm.

She dialed Chiara’s