59: Your Guide

Camilla Staring at my phone screen, I red Justin's text over and over again. What was he doing here? Why would he have to come to my house at this time? Didn't he know my family will be around? Not that I was ashamed of him or something, I just didn't want any confusion. My phone rang and I silenced it immediately. My eyes darted between my parents and they were just staring at me. "Are you busy right now? Cause I believe we were discussing something?" My father asked, looking fixedly at me. My phone rang again, and I declined the call this time. "Excuse me." I gave them an assumed smile. I stood up, walked away from the dining table, traipsed through the foyer, and went to open the door. Justin was standing right there, not too close. "Camilla," he said and moved nigher to me. "Justin, what are you doing here?" I asked him, almost in a whisper. "I just came to see you. Anything wrong with that?" He replied, with a face that was kind of mixed up. "No. But it's just that I'm bu