Camilla was taken aback by the sudden surprise, her face lighting up as the young woman with auburn hair and mesmerizing blue eyes enveloped her in a warm embrace."Surprise!" she exclaimed joyfully.With their embrace ending, she held Camilla at arm's length, her eyes filled with overwhelming affection."Sorry, I'm late. Happy birthday, darling," she murmured, her voice dripping with adoration and genuine love."What are you doing here? You should be getting ready for your movie premiere tomorrow," Camille exclaimed in surprise, while Taylor waved her hand dismissively."Yeah, but there was no way I was going to miss my designer's thirtieth birthday," she replied, determined and with a smile on her face.Their pleasant greeting quickly turned into a mixture of confusion and displeasure as Camilla's gaze shifted from Taylor Jones to the man standing behind her.The unexpected and unwelcome guest in the room cast a shadow over the atmosphere.Camilla's voice held a mix of disbelief and

Camilla lay motionless on the hospital bed, her complexion pale but serenely peaceful.Her body was healing, slowly recuperating from the traumatic ordeal of the fall and the subsequent cesarean surgery she had undergone.Her head was wrapped in a bandage, and her left hand sought solace within the confines of a protective cast, serving as evidence of the fractures she had gotten from the unfortunate incident.The room was suffused with the gentle hum of medical machinery, its soothing presence intermingling with the soft hiss of oxygen as it flowed through the delicate nasal cannula placed in her nostrils, offering the vital respiratory support she required.In the background, a faint voice from the television echoed, as a news reporter reported on the day's events.However, those words were overshadowed by Alessia's anguished sobs, as she sat by Camilla's bedside.Known for her deep sensitivity, especially when it came to her beloved daughter, Alessia was overwhelmed by emotions.Te

Two weeks had passed since the unfortunate incident of Camilla's fall down the stairs.While her physical recovery was progressing well, she still had a considerable distance to cover emotionally.On a peaceful morning, the sun's gentle rays streamed delicately into Camilla's hospital room, casting a comforting glow upon her as she sat on the bed, her attention fixed on the window.Lost in her thoughts, her mind wandered amidst the rays of light, seeking solace.In that tranquil moment, the door to her ward swung open, prompting Camilla to turn her head.There stood Violet, peering curiously into the room, wearing a puzzled expression on her face."Please, come in," Camilla weakly uttered, offering a slight smile as she welcomed Violet into the room.Reluctantly, Violet stepped inside, her gaze wandering as if searching for something misplaced.Sensing the oddity in her behavior, Camilla inquired, "Is there something wrong?"Her observation prompted Violet to finally face her, shaking

Alexander softly turned the doorknob, allowing the bedroom door to creak open, unveiling a delicate sliver of moonlight that gracefully filtered through the curtains, casting a serene glow upon the room.With cautious steps that barely made a sound against the plush carpet, he entered the room, mindful not to disrupt the tranquility of the night that enveloped the space.Within the gentle embrace of the luminous ambiance, Alexander's eyes rested upon Camilla, her form nestled upon the sofa, lost in peaceful slumber.Her breathing was calm and steady, and she looked so peaceful as if she had found comfort in her dreams.He approached her silently and crouched down next to the sofa, looking at her with deep admiration.Gently, he touched her cheek with his fingertips, tracing the curves of her face.A mixture of sadness and fondness appeared on his face as he quietly appreciated her beauty.After a moment of silently watching her, Alexander stood up, being careful not to wake her.He cr

The unexpected betrayal from the person she least expected had left Camilla heartbroken, cutting deep into the core of her vulnerability and shattering her expectations.With her eyes red-rimmed from countless tears shed over the past forty-eight hours, she lay on the bed, her emotions still raw and overwhelming.The next morning, after regaining consciousness from the ordeal with Alexander, she decided to leave the house and seek solace with her parents. They were the only ones she could trust, the ones who would never betray or blame her for the loss of her child, unlike Alexander.The morning sunlight seeped through the parted curtains, casting a gentle glow as she lay on her parents' bed.Her eyes remained fixed on the wedding ring adorning the fourth finger of her left hand, the trembling fingers of her right hand twirling it round and round.Each rotation of the ring mirroring the whirlwind of emotions that stormed within her heart.The door creaked open, and Alessia entered, ca