“See? I told you that you were scared.” “How did you know?” Wes held his phone up for me to see. It was the message exchange between him and Ada. Wes: Cam is here. I think it’s about Dusty. Ada: I’m on my way home. Don’t let her talk herself out of him because she’s scared. The front door to their house opened then, and Ada stormed in. She was breathing heavily, and her hair was mussed. “Don’t you dare fucking give up on you and Dusty, Cam, I swear to god” were the first words out of her mouth.
