18: When Strangers Speak

Camilla The day had gotten dark, and I had left Sasha's house. I was waiting for Justin right here at the park, since we had agreed that this was where we would be meeting up, and then he would take me over to his house. The park was quiet and the darkness was interrupted only by the glow of lampposts scattered along the walking path. I sat on a bench, scrolling through my phone, looking at the pictures of me and Justin in bed. I still couldn't believe Shawn had posted them for the whole world to see. A cool breeze swept through the park, and I shivered, pulling my jacket tighter around me. Just as I was beginning to wonder if Justin would show up, I heard footsteps approaching. I looked up to see him jogging toward me. "Camilla!" he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around me in a tight hug. "Are you okay?" I leaned into his embrace, savoring the warmth and comfort of his strong arms. "I'm alright. It's been a hell of a day, though." Justin released me from the hug but kept his hands