Strings of Fate

Cam 17- Fake and familiar

Camille, I was told I would find you here.” His tone is a mixture of pity and disgust combined with a disturbing amount of entitlement. Like I’m the one inconveniencing him by forcing him to come to my workplace to find me. I have avoided him at every chance I’ve had after blatantly rejecting him last time before leaving my coven’s home. That’s not

a was in tow just ignoring a hint, that’s ignoring a giant neon sign written in caps which says to eff off! Why is he here? Is he stalking me now? What business could he possibly still have with me?

“This is where I work, Simon. What are you doing here? How did you know I would be here?” I demand rudely. Simon laughs like I’ve said something hilarious.

“Your grandmother told me about this place. Since you’ve missed our last few meetings because you were so busy here I thought I might as well indulge you and come see what the big deal is. Your mother told me you refused to miss work, although I don’t know why.

tha It’s not like you have to worry about pissing off your boss when you’ll be quitting soon anyway.” He remarks running a finger over the bar then wiping it on his pants like it came away dirty which it obviously isn’t because I JUST scrubbed it.

“I AM the owner of this bar and what on earth gives you the impression that I intend to quit. working here?” I demand, stalking out from behind the bar to confront him properly, hands on my hips. Okay, so technically I’m only half owner, but that doesn’t sound as good. Besides, I love my job and this place. I worked hard to make it what it is today. I wouldn’t give it up for anything! Simon rolls his eyes and speaks to me like he is indulging a child.

“Well obviously you won’t have time anymore when we’re married. I want at least three children which should keep you plenty busy without all this. Although I suppose if you own the place we can sell it for some extra cash so that’s not too bad.” He comments thoughtfully. I see red and I temporarily lose the ability to speak. I have to take a few deep breaths before I

lose my temper.

“I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again. No matter what my mother or grandmother might have promised you, I am NOT going to marry you and I am definitely not having your

children!” I insist. Simon just smirks at me.

were being obstinate. But I’m sure you’ll stop being silly and make the right choice soon. It’s not like you’re going to get a better offer.”

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tantrum. I have no idea what to do to get rid of this man. I’ve refused him in no uncertain terms but he just barrels on, ignoring my opinions and wishes. True, he can’t actually force me to marry him. But he can cause plenty of trouble for me along the way. Especially now that he knows where I work. What am I going to do? My eyes dart around, searching for a solution, or possibly an exit so that I can

seems like the fastest way to

I do have a better offer, or at least I’m expecting one anytime now. Isn’t that right Harry?” I angle myself away from Simon and give Harry a pleading

work not to roll my eyes. I’m worried that he’s overdoing it but Simon’s eyes are darting between the two of us, trying to figure out what’s happening. Harry sidles in closer to me, slipping his

is this?” He

is my… my boyfriend. Harrison.” I manage to force out. The words feel unnatural. Harry holds out a hand to shake but

mother insisted you were unattached!”

Cam’s family don’t approve of me much, but I didn’t realise they had moved on to pretending I don’t exist!” Harry says with a laugh. He’s a much better actor than I am.

at

about them.” I tell Harry. He smiles at me, the perfect

yours.” He

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not believe you!” He declares..

are so in love, why didn’t you say anything when I first came in?” He demands.