195: Need A Hand?

Camilla We talked about Samantha, and I had to give him words of encouragement. Eventually, I stood up and gave his hand one last squeeze before heading back to my room. I was looking forward to a few hours of rest, but sleep didn’t come easily. The day’s events replayed in my mind, leaving me restless. I tried to clear my thoughts but found it difficult to escape the weight of what had happened. The next morning, I was jolted awake by the ringing of my phone. Groggy and disoriented, I answered it. “Hello?” “Camilla? This is Officer Bryan,” came the voice on the other end. “I have some important news. We’ve apprehended one of the men who attempted to harm you the other night.” My heart raced at the mention of the attack. “Really? That’s… that’s great news. What else can you tell me?” “He’s been cooperating with us. During questioning, he confessed that Selena was the one who orchestrated the attack.” The shock of his words hit me like a punch to the gut. “Selena? But why? I thoug