Can't you escort me, Senior?
"Why? Why have you started hating her all of a sudden?" Francis asked, his voice filled with concern. "Camilla, she was your best friend. What has changed? What's wrong with you?"
Camilla's silence hung in the air, a heavy weight that spoke volumes. She met Francis's gaze but remained tight-lipped, unwilling to reveal the true source of her newfound resentment. The truth was, her feelings had been tainted by jealousy, insecurity, and the influence of Anesthesia's lingering presence.
Francis continued to search her eyes for answers, his worry for his dear friend evident in his expression. He had always seen the good in people and believed in the power of reconciliation. But Camilla's sudden transformation left him feeling helpless, as if a divide had formed between them.