Chapter 62

"She... she didn't tell me anything. Why didn't Lila... why didn't she say anything? Otherwise, I wouldn't have given it away." Camille found this amusing. "You're still blaming her?" Dorian stood frozen in place, the resentment he had built up against Lila over the past few days almost consuming him at that moment. Had he really been blaming her? He blamed her for being thoughtless, blamed her for being unreasonable. Seeming to see through his thoughts, Camille let out a chuckle. "You blame her for not telling you, but she was thinking that she shouldn't tell you, that she couldn't let you bear that burden. Why is that, Dorian?" He opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to speak, and he could not utter a word. Camille answered for him, "Because she only wants your love to be open and selfless! Go look at her fingers; the scars from carving the beads are still there! "Have you never seen them? Have you ever asked about them?" Each question was like a rope pulling him int