Chapter 515
Camille
"I told you to sit still."
I glare at Daphne, who is drinking a cup of water in my apartment.
It turns out we're neighbors—just opposite each other. And she walked in to make herself comfortable. When Eva asked who I was with, I immediately said no one. For some reason, I don't want to tell her.
Daphne feels like a secret to me. I don't want to ruin anything.
"I was just taking water," she says, defending herself.
"How did you even get in here?"
"I may have peeked over your shoulder for the passcode. Really? 4321? I would have guessed correctly regardless."
She says it and walks toward the couch to sit next to me.
"So you let yourself in?"
She puts her hand on the back of the chair, and I don't want to, but I move closer anyway.
"I thought we're close now?"
"We've known each other a couple of days."
"Really? Feels like a lifetime already."
I scoff.
"I'm telling you, it feels like we've known each other in our past lives."
