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For the first time in a long time, I'm having a stress-free night. I've spent my afternoon studying and practicing piano, and now I'm enjoying the peacefulness of sitting idly at my computer and scrolling through formal dress designs.

It's relieving to be able to let the hours go by without constantly being plagued by thoughts of Cam and his investigation. Of course, I do still think about Cam and Lola, but no longer in quite the same way.

I was disappointed that Cam and I never ended up having a positive relationship, whether it be romantic or platonic. But now that I know for sure where we stand, I can put it out of the font of my mind. The toxic up-and-down of our relationship has finally ceases and we have gone our separate ways. If he wants to stay tied up in Lola's world, that's his choice and nothing to do with me.

Now that I've stopped questioning the circumstances of Lola's death, I feel as though I can finally miss her properly. The letter she wrote has told me all I need to know. It's devastating, but it's final. I can love Lola and still move on. That's what she would want.

Suddenly, my phone starts to vibrate on my desk. I smile, hoping that it's Caitlyn like the old times. I pick it up and frown in confusion. Kel is calling me. I can't think of any reason why Kel would need to call me, especially so late at night. I pick up my phone and answer the call. "Hello?"

Kel's voice is shaking audibly. "Dani? Sorry, I know it's late. I just needed to talk to you. It's Cam."

My stomach drops. Cam wasn't in a good state when we last spoke. How could I be so selfish to not check on him? "Oh God, is he okay?"

Kel clears her throat. "Uh, kind of. His mum called mine tonight saying that he hadn't come home and that she hadn't heard from him. Zig, Mara and I were all out with our parents helping her look for him."

If Cam is gone, I'll never forgive myself. I can't lose another friend after leaving them on such awful terms. "Well? Did you find him?"

"Yeah, we found him about half an hour ago. He was in the water off the pier - Lola's pier. He was frozen half to death and screaming like an animal."

I feel myself inhale sharply. "Jesus Christ. Do you think he was trying to...you know? Like Lola?"

There is silence over the line as she hesitates. "Look, he wasn't speaking after we pulled him out and we weren't going to force him in that state. We just got him in his Mum's car and she took him home to bed. But personally, I don't think that's what he was trying to do. He was calling for help and clinging on to one of the legs of the pier. It didn't seem like he wanted to go. I think it's probably more likely that he went there to talk to Lola and fell in, or that he was looking for something. Earlier today he was going on about a second suicide note that Lola wrote just for him. I don't think he's been in a good state."

A second letter. I remember Cam saying the same thing to me. He must be too distraught to let go of the possibility that there's more to Lola's story. "Right. He was saying the same thing to me. I probably should have paid more attention to how upset he was."

"Hey, it's not your fault. I get things have been super rocky between you guys from the start. We thought about calling you to help us look, but we thought that, uh..."

I gulp. "You thought what?"

"Uh, no offense, but we were pretty sure you guys weren't on the best terms. We were worried that if we brought you along he wouldn't have wanted to come talk to us."

It hurts to hear, but it makes sense.  "No, I get it. You probably did the right thing. Thanks for letting me know."

"No problem. I'm not sure if he'll be at school tomorrow or not. I'll have a chat to him whenever he feels ready. Do you want me to see if he'd like to talk to you?"

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