Guarding Her Truth

Arturo had led Camilla away from the center of it all, down a narrow corridor where the noise faded.

They stopped near a concrete wall.

For a long moment, neither of them spoke.

Camilla stood with her arms wrapped around herself, shoulders trembling slightly, staring at the floor like it might open up and swallow her.

Arturo watched her from a short distance. "You were right," he said finally, his