Buried Betrayal on Eight Hundred Acres 34

bank file. No one is trying to hurt you.”

I laughed once.

I could not help it.

“He hit me twice in front of witnesses.”

“Don’t exaggerate.”

“I took pictures.”

The line went dead silent.

That was when Camille grabbed the phone.

“You ruined my life,” she cried.

For the first time, she sounded young.

Not innocent.

Just young.

“No,” I said. “I stopped letting you continue reading …