Chapter 93: The Orbit

As Camden ate her breakfast, she couldn't help but think about everything that had happened with Clayton. She'd let him stay over. In fact, she had sort of made him stay over. That was never her intention, but then when he was with her, she couldn't help but fall back into the comfortable, familiar rhythm she had with him. It felt like they were in some kind of orbit around one another, and, in spite of his moronic actions, the orbit still held strong. She found herself tracing her fingers over the necklace once again. The action was soothing and calming and she could already tell that she would feel naked without it around her neck. Lost in thought, Camden reclined on her bed, contemplating her complicated feelings and the uncertain path ahead. Just then, the doctor entered the room, interrupting her thoughts. "Good morning," the doctor greeted her as she scanned Camden's chart. "How are your ribs today?" she inquired, concern lacing her voice. Camden's frown deepened as she admitted,