CAMILLA

CAMILLA

Yes, you are perfectly right.

Downing the drink had been a terrible idea.

My eyes watered and my breath escaped my lungs as the hot liquid burned through my lungs and set fire to my stomach.

I doubled over, my legs weak while Nathan caught me in his arms.

“Camilla, are you okay?” He asked, screaming into my face.

My eyes remained closed as my body adjusted to the heat and welcomed it.

“Camilla, open your eyes… what the fuck did you give her?” I heard his snap at the bartender.

“She asked for the strongest drink” The man responded.

“I will wrangle your fucking neck” Nathan threatened.

My eyes fluttered open and pinned on his concerned features.

“I am fine” I gasped, helping myself out of his arms.

“You are not fine… I told you not to…”

“Not now, Nathan” I put up a hand to stop him from being overbearing. “If I wanted someone to berate me concerning the bad health issues that comes with drinking alcohol, I will call my father right now for his lecture” I giggled at this.

He frow