Camille's POV

"If you kill me, I'll kill her," Julia hissed, the barrel of the gun pressed against my temple.

I risked a sideways glance. Nicole was sprawled across the asphalt. Victor was crouched over her, one hand pressing against her body and the other holding a gun steadily aimed at us.

"Who said I care about her?" Victor's voice was pure ice.

I knew he wasn't bluffing. To him, I was nobody. Victor wanted Julia. But I wasn't going to die there, on some forgotten road.

The moment J