It’s not fair to Olive, but it’s as if this tiny little devil has popped up on my shoulder and is yelling at me to keep going. I want Ana to seethis, here, in front of everyone, because there’s nothing she hates more than being embarrassed. I want to hurt her as much as she has me.
Part of me hopes she’ll come here to yell at me, slap me, or do anything, but after a while, when nothing happens, I break away from Olive, knowing that I forgot the one innocent person in all of this. Somebody who I also love and who could’ve easily seen us.
Kamila.
Chapter Forty-Four
KAMILA
Present Day
Ana’s figure is merely a blob due to the tears threatening to spill at any moment.
“No, no, that didn’t happen.” My voice cracks. “Because that would mean that I stopped talking to my best friend for no reason.” A tear manages to escape, rolling down my cheek. “Because that would mean that my own sister manipulated and lied to me while I stood by her through everything.”
Because that would mean that I put these walls up back then for no reason, not allowing any man or even my friends all the way in.
Not allowing anyone all the way in.
“Is it true?” I ask Ana.
She doesn’t respond, but her eyes soften. It’s a look she’s given me many times before and I know what she’s going to say. “I’m your sister, why would I ever?—”
“Is it true?!” My yell echoes off the walls.
Ana and Cameron both look caught off guard because I never, ever speak like I just did. Still, I hardly flinch or move, waiting for the response.
“Alright, alright.” She puts her hands up in surrender. “Yes, it’s true, okay? But it happened two and a half years ago. No need to be so dramatic.”
My eyes harden and I take a step forward before Cam stops me.
A small smile spreads across Ana’s face. She looks demonic.
“Is this funny to you?” I spit out.
She shrugs. “A little. I mean, you fucked him either way, so I guess he got his revenge, and you got my sloppy seconds.”
Ana roams her eyes over Cam, then back at me. She’s trying to push my buttons to see how far I’ll go. Trying to make me stoop to her level.
“There’s more,” Cameron says to me.
My eyes stay on my sister while I see her face morph into one of surprise. It sends a small ping of satisfaction through my veins, knowing she’s out of the loop as well.
I nod. “Go ahead.”
He takes a deep breath. “Ana started sleeping with Jordan right after he began dating Maddy. She was jealous of you being able to get a guy that she hadn’t been able to in the past?—”
“That is not why?—”
“Cállate,” I snap. Ana’s eyes widen. I’m tired of her lies and her believing she has all this power over me.
“Anyways,” Cameron continues, “I told Maddy, and she forgave Jordan after he convinced her it was a one-time thing and a big mistake. However, it wasn’t and still isn’t.”
Observing my sister’s face, which is slowly draining of all color, I ask, “What does that mean?”
“She’s still sleeping with him. They never stopped.”
Ana snaps her head to Cam’s. “How?”
