Chapter 47 Don't My Brother
- CAMILLE
- We reached my restaurant faster than usual. My stomach twisted the whole way, my hand gripping the side of the seat like it could save me. I shouted at him, told him to slow down, begged him even, but all Ben did was laugh like a madman, throwing me one of his crooked grins.
- “Relax. Nothing’s gonna happen,” he said, his voice was half a tease, half a dare.