C57 You Can't Run From Your Mistakes.

**CAMILLA RENÉE**

EMERTON'S MANSION.

Rooted to the spot in my room, I racked my brain for a possible escape route out of the sinking sand I was currently standing on.

The more words I speak, the harder I sink.

I fluttered my eyes and ducked away from his gaze, a mixture of embarrassment and confusion flicking over my eyes.

Eventually, a hand crept to the centre of my head