A promise

(Camilla’s POV) I walk down the deserted road, cool night air caressing my skin, weight from all that I had left behind weighing heavier with every step. The silence is thick; it wasn't quiet but just cut by the hum of crickets in the distance and the sound of my footsteps. I grasp tightly onto my suitcase, feeling its hard texture dig into my palm. I don't know how far the bus station is, but frankly, I don't care. A chance to get away from here, from all pain and confusion smothering me, that's all I wanted. Headlights cut through the dark suddenly, illuminating my tiny figure, and the low rumble of a car reaches my ears. I say a silent prayer that whoever it is will just drive past, but the car slows down and comes to a stop right in front of me. My heart pounds in my chest as I freeze. For a quick second, I wonder if this might be Kalel, but then I catch a glimpse of a face leaning out of the driver's side window-one that's inescapably recognizable. “Camilla?" Justin's voice is lac