From that moment, I realized I’d been wrong to trust her. Her big caring eyes
and sweet face were nothing but an act as she’d watched on while I tried to
keep my head above water.

That was our past.

Now, I’ve largely put Camila behind me and moved on with my life. Though it
doesn’t explain why she’s always there: taunting me, tempting me, showing me
the life I could have been living.

I should have been laughing when her own world turned upside down. Karma always
wins out in the end. But suddenly we’re forced together once again and I have
no choice but to remember the girl I’ve tried so hard to forget.